For those trying to contact me via cellular telephone, forget it. I get no signal in the house. If I waive my phone around wildly while I'm in the street in front of the house, maybe I can get one bar. So I'm essentially incommunicado. And I like it.
Another thing that I surprisingly like: not watching TV. Aside from fleeting glimpses of some kids programming, the Weather Channel, and Fox News, I haven't watched any TV (playing Super Mario on the Wii doesn't count). And I'm cool with it. Of course, it's summer and I'm not missing anything besides crappy reality shows, but still...
Tonight I've experienced the joys of Southern Comfort. How come no one has forced me to drink this wonderful, wonderful adult beverage sooner?
9 comments:
No one's introduced you to SoCo because no one else likes it...at least no one who thinks you should drink like a man. The Mali-Dews were bad enough!
Ah, the Mali-Dews - the only concoction that I've ever invented. I haven't had one of those in years. Good times. (Early Times?)
As for SoCo, it's amazing that I've never tried because: a) I'm Southern and b) I've always been a big fan of comfort.
Southern Comfort and Mali-Dews...manly, yes, but I like them, too.
I can't believe you've never tried it. Mix it with Cherry Coke.
I had it with Diet Coke last night. I found that mixing it with that counter's SoCo's sweetness.
Cherry Zero
as usual, the dubin speaks the truth.
Whatever. It makes my mouth happy.
If this intervention isn't going to work, at least let me suggest SoCo with ginger ale. No really. The tangy in the ginger ale counters the sweetness.
Sounds delicious. An intervention would be useless. After all, I'm a Girl Drink Drunk.
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