Temporary insanity

At first I chalked up my the decision to experiment today to my frustration and envy over JD heading to Vegas next weekend to participate in the WBPT without me. I was in tears as I thought about him hanging out with the likes of Betty, and Joe. The only positive though I could muster was that maybe, just maybe the honor of him meeting Dr. Pauly will occur when he is presented with the prize for being the first player knocked out of the tourney.

After I thought about it for a few minutes though, I realized the reason for being so emotional, I was sober while watching College Football

I had to remedy this immediately, but I didn't have enough beer to make it through Hawaii v. Washington. A trip to the neighborhood liquor store was in order. As I let my gaze wander through the glass, hoping beyond hope that Mr. Grewald had finally heeded my request to start stocking The Champagne of Beers, I spotted the can in the picture below. That's right, Budweiser and Clamato, con sal y limon! I figured if my brown brothers from south of the border mixed this stuff up as a hangover remedy, it might be suitable for late morning imbibing. Boy was I wrong. The only thing this stuff is suitable for is as a replacement for ipecac syrup.

Fortunately, my day got better, as I nursed a few familiar cold ones, and watched another crazy day of college football. As for the WBPT, I have decided since JD is bringing a broad along, I am better off not being there, (I hate having to apologize for stealing his women) and it looks like i will be spending next weekend working again anyway.