I stand behind my blog title because I strongly believe that only sick fucks drink beer. My wife, the one exception to my previous sentence, bought some beer the other night. She was having one and talking about the kinds of beer she likes. She mentions how she hates Budweiser because it's bitter and how she prefers Coors or Keystone Light. She pushes the can my direction and like an idiot I take a sip.
I've never had a beer I like. In college I only drank beer because it was accessible. I would drink numerous beers quickly to speed up the process of getting drunk in the hopes that after the first 10 minutes of drinking I'd be too fucked up to taste the nasty swill. I remember putting Pina Colada mix in my beers at a party once because I just couldn't deal with Milwaukee's Best, The Beast!, any longer. Someone mistakenly tasted my beer, I was busted and was "punished" by roommate and his asshole friends. Beer and I have a difficult past but now and then we run into each other and we are quickly reminded why we never hang out. The beer tonight was shit too. Looks like I am forever cursed to overpay for gay little mixed drinks.
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I ordered Arrested Development Season 3 last night. It seemed like a good deal but I will have to wait a bit longer to have it in my hands. Tom came over the other night and watched 6 episodes with me. I've been able to share this show with a few people and all of them have enjoyed it greatly.
Lost Season 2, My Name Is Earl Season 1 and Smallville Season 5 all come out soon. I've got a little cash tucked away that is only to be used for the purchase of some of these shows. Movies and all other shows can take a backseat for a bit because these are all must-see-TV-on-DVD.
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