1 – almost alwaysYou may ask, "Three beverages! What the hell are you doing with three beverages." Really, it's quite simple. There's water (everybody knows you're supposed to drink your weight in water everyday—it makes you supple and youthful and long-living and shiny), there's coffee (my near-constant companion), and there's drinky-drinks. Sometimes they all overlap, and I find myself with a large array of glassware and ceramics in front of me.
2 – usually
3 – not infrequently
I like to think of this as the Holy Trinity of Beverages: coffee up, drinky-drink down,* and water to prevent the crushing headaches and general withering into a husk that would result from the exclusive consumption of the other two.
But which is which? Spirit? That's got to be the booze. Father? Well, water would seem to be the father of all other beverages, so let's go with that. Which leaves coffee to be the Son. Sure, in coffee we are reborn each morning, made whole and new.** Sounds good to me.
Is there a theologian in the house? Can we vet this?
* Though follow this logic too far and you'll wind up like Johnny Cash in the sixties.
** I forget, which level of hell is reserved for me?