OT - Gettin' drunk on a Sunday? Yes.

Submitted by MaizeAndBlueWahoo on
OK, fellow MGoBloggites, you might be drinkin' alone on a Friday, and you might be drinkin' alone on a Saturday, but it takes the hardcore (or those who have a sweet sweet federal holiday on Presidents' Day) to be drinkin' alone on a Sunday. Who's with me? One rum'n'Coke wasn't good enough, so I went for two, and damn if there's anything finer than gettin' drunk on rum and coke on Sunday night during the last twenty laps of the Daytona 500. I might just have a third. Who's with me? Bet nobody.

captainlonghair

February 14th, 2010 at 7:31 PM ^

Detroit techno is coming to Cambridge, MA tonight. Juan Atkins will be spinning. No date for me. So yes, having drinks on a Sunday and then heading to see one of the best Detroit-produced DJ's.

OHbornUMfan

February 14th, 2010 at 7:50 PM ^

To those who make the 'calendar', may I propose that Valentine's is always followed by President's Day? I'd also like to make St. Patty's be followed always by a national holiday, if at all possible, and while we're at it let's make Ash Wednesday an official national holiday so that we can enjoy relatively repercussionless fun on Mardi Gras.

MaizeAndBlueWahoo

February 14th, 2010 at 8:16 PM ^

Everyone who's drinking gets +1, and meantime, Im too drucking fnk to do whatever it is I had planned for this evening, and the race is over, so I think that means its time to watch Aqua teen Hunger Force.

hokiewolf

February 14th, 2010 at 11:35 PM ^

VA is prickly for NASCAR. Denny Hamlin (who?) has passed up Jeff Burton, and half those track-holes are Californicators. I live in SWVA, which is definitely a far cry from N0VA, and I could not conceivably care less for NASCAR, but must admit that it is pervasive. Football is a distant memory this time of year (despite the fact that VT is pretty damned good) behind that oval-track insanity and some sort of peach-basket game. Driving on the local highways is always a fun sport, as devotees attempt to draft even on slushy roads, and right-lane warriors will pile on 20 mph to keep anyone from passing. I'm tailgated on the way to work so often (on twisty mountain roads, all alike) that I've begun to look for fresh skunk carcasses. I run right up on them and then break off tight to one side, so the assface on my sphincter can't react in time and hits a full gland-load at high speed. Speaking of pervasive . . .

uminks

February 15th, 2010 at 12:29 AM ^

after which, me and wife ended with a fine bottle of syrah! One good benefit of being a federal worker...hurray for president day! May have me a crown and coke before I retire! Party on!!!!

Hemlock Philosopher

February 15th, 2010 at 8:50 AM ^

I brewed a batch of IPA, and of course when you brew, you must drink. If I wasn't going to play basketball at night, I would have drank more. The one time playing after drinking a 40 of Mickeys was enough to keep me from repeating.