Bourbon and sweet tea is a dangerous mix. Please don’t try it at home.
“This ain’t a buffet, Kit.”
So I broke my routine last Friday and hit up some of the new joints in town. Here’s the rundown.
Day 1 of vacation. So far I’ve watched The View and getting ready for Days of Our Lives. Don’t sweat your day job, daytime television sucks ass.
Anyone going to Waterfront Wednesday tonight? Say hi to me behind the bar.
Good news! Old Hickory, which burnt down in February, is going to be rebuilt. It was one of my favorite Germantown dive bars … and they had great karaoke on the weekends. Long live the Hick!
Going on vacation tomorrow … got any suggestions on what I can do around here?
If groove is in the heart, is the jam in the liver?
I think I saw the Goat Man walking down Broadway this morning. It was big and baaaaad.
Mosquitoes prefer children to adults, and blondes to brunettes. So I guess Shirley Temple was screwed.
Lucky for us, today is:
•Hammock Day
•Pi Approximation Day
•National Penuche Day
•Rat-Catcher’s Day
•Spooner’s Day
Just one question: Couldn’t we celebrate Spooner’s Day and Hammock Day at the same time in the same place? And while we’re laying there, we could be figuring out Pi and eating Penuche. But I’m not catching any rats.