An exploration of libations, from the perspective of a Modern Drunkard staying true to the Dionysian principles on an alcohol budget of $15 dollars a week.
Yesterday before heading off to a Baseball game at Fenway Park I wanted a beer. (what else is new?) But I had no way to open it. The guy at the Liquor store tried to sell me a bottle opener for $.85 "No Way". Instead I bought a small flask of Jim Beam (would of preferred Wild Turkey) and used it as a lever to pop the cap off my I.P.A.
Over the last 100 years runners have become pansy's. American Marathon times have plummeted in the last 30 years.
Who's to blame?
I blame the sports drink companies have made us slow feeding us that high fructose corn syrup crap and H2O that stuffs totally overrated over rated.
Did pirates drink Gatorade?
No!
And I bet Black Beard could beat most Americans in a race even if he did have a peg leg.
Me Vs them
It's time to get in shape once again.
It was only my first try. I shall get better!
I run for the Stone Brewing Company out of Escondido and my rations are running low and I don't want to get scurvy. It's time to head down to the brewery and fill my car full of Ale.
My 2nd attempt at the beer mile I shall raise the ante! Instead of 12 oz Pale ales I think I'll try my luck at drinking 4 22oz bottles of Arrogant Bastard.
Also on the horizon Superbowl Sunday in Redondo Beach. A local reporter claimed I was gonna race a 5k drink a six pack and then race the 10k. I didn't really know that was my plan but why the hell not.
Anyone wanna join me? I'll supply the Stone Ale to the first person that does
