We... that would be Buck, Erma, and YrHmblScrb... did significant damage to the beer supply here at El Casa Móvil de Pennington this weekend. Almost to the point o' exhaustion, a rather rare occurrence. Witness:
THAT was easily and pleasurably rectified by an 80-mph, top down, Stones blaring, blast out to the Cannon Airplane Patch Class VI Store (coz it's SUCH a nice day, see the top o' my sidebar for proof), where we also replenished the likker locker (not pictured) with yet another bottle o' tasty single-malt. Witness, again:
Reminds me -- I need to re-wine the kitchen.
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Sounds Good to me!
ReplyDeleteCheers!
What? You saving the State Pen Porter for a special occasion?
ReplyDeleteI just love all the flavors that come under that cheery zia-symbol bottle cap.
Santa Fe Brewing is still one of the best.
--Gray
We need to re-beer or come see you.
ReplyDeleteBuck - I think it's a stretch to put pickles in the vegetable bin. I do, however, heartily applaud your ratio of beer to water.
ReplyDeleteMoogie: Yeah, we all need to re-supply at one point or another.
ReplyDeletestopsign: Backatcha!
You saving the State Pen Porter for a special occasion?
Nope... just the last bottle of a sixer, is all.
Lou: You're most welcome... ANYtime.
Jim: Pickles are vegetables, aren't they?
Looks like you've got WAAAYY too much food in proportion to booze to be a TRUE bachelor, Buck. :)
ReplyDeleteRe: My above comment. Two vignettes.
ReplyDelete1) Shortly after college graduation in '66 a fraternity bro and I were on our way to the Bahamas treating ourselves to a graduation "present" and had arranged to stop over to stay the night at an apt of another frat brother who had graduated ahead of us and was living in Cape Canaveral. Upon being told we would arrive in the wee hours of the am he said not to worry--he'd leave the door unlocked as the apt opened into secure inner halls. Arriving at 3:30am we crept in, Unsure if we were in the right apt, so I checked the fridge. The ONLY contents of the fridge were a half-full quart of Tanquery Gin and a single lonely bottle of Fresca. "We're in the right place, alright," I whispered. LOL!
2) Home on emergency leave from the UK in 69 I trekked down from Ill w. a "date" to Mardis Gras and we were to stay in the apt of a frat bro who was in med school at Tulane and would be absent when we arrived because he was on-call at Charity Hosp. Upon arriving and getting the key from the bldg mgr we entered to find the ONLY thing to eat or drink was a jug of Kool-aid in the fridge, a 50lb sack of rice on the floor in a burlap bag, and a jar of peanut butter..oh..and lots of packets of kool-aid in the cabinets beside the peanut-butter, and LOTS of empty fifths in the garbage can, tho, LOL!
Virgil: I had friends like yours once upon a time. Hell, I WAS like your friends once upon a time. Heh.
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