Yeah, me too. I mean, me either. (However you answered.)
One of these days my name will be engraved on all liquor bottles.
OK, maybe just all bourbons.
OK, maybe all Kentucky bourbons.
OK, maybe just the ones I pay for.
Ice and snow.
Pimp and ho.
Which route do I go?
I’ve been working from home all day.
It’s been quite uneventful, I must say.
I wish I had company, like that of Tina Fey.
Pour some bourbon or open a beer.
The thought has me grinning ear to ear.
It’s truly inevitable, I fear.
I will not — I repeat WILL NOT — have the threat of snow interfere with my Friday night plans.
Six inches never scared me.
(That’s what she said.)
So I wrote a thing about a thing. Oh, you want more details?
Here’s the lowdown on the state’s new Vintage Spirits Law, which allows Kentucky bars, restaurants and liquor stores to sell old (unopened) bottles of bourbon and other stuff.
Looking forward to seeing what people get their hands on, but guessing I won’t be able to afford most of it.
Here’s my annual roundup of all the calories and crap.
If you’re doing low carb, drink liquor. If you’re doing low calorie, drink light beer or liquor.
Simple as that.
So why don’t I ever lose weight?
Help! This crappy blog needs a makeover. I feel like I’m typing from 2002 here.
Anyone know anything about WordPress?