Supreme Court rules that Obama must pay for healthcare reform using only winnings from Plinko on The Price is Right.
if you see Mittons Romney as anyone but that slick asshole who shut down your father/uncle/grandfather’s plant you’re fucking blind.
I wouldn't call myself a pagan.
I just have a personal relationship with Odin.
I am sorry that Chris Christie and Jeffrey Goldberg cannot get Bruce to say boo...– 45rpm @ jukeboxgraduate.com: in which I rant about the abundance of “Rich White Dudes Go To See Springsteen!” posts I hope Chris Christie gets harpooned by a Connecticut Whaler this summer at the Shore.
first two batches were meh, coffee rum is pretty good but strong/caffeinated and I haven’t found the right juice to pair it with, but the third time was the charm. the key this time: dried fruit. I got a tropical fruit dealie from the Gine Iggle (mango/kiwi/pineapple) and a fifth of Ronrico. It is delicious with just a couple ice cubes and some seltzer.
Billy Ocean is playing a free concert at the Rivers Casino on August 4th. I am hereby predicting a baby boom in the city of Pittsburgh in May of next year.
I was singing along to “Caribbean Queen” in the car this morning when I realized my Billy Ocean voice sounds a lot more like Michael McDonald. Then I ruined the Doobie Brothers.
booze infusion lessons learned
more fruit. the vodka has just a hint of peach and you can barely taste the apple over the cinnamon in the bourbon. letting the peach continue to soak in the vodka, but I re-bottled the bourbon. Now there’s a coffee/almond/vanilla rum in the jug down on the shelf.
yeah, Killian’s the bad guy, not the fascist capitalist State that runs its capital punishment program on his network. He is a host and a producer and damn good at his job.
fuck you, Wisconsin
go eat some more cheese, you fat fucks.
Did the first taste test today and WHOA CINNAMON. So I pulled the sticks out and hopefully we’ll be closer to apple pie than Big Red by the weekend. Peach vodka still just tastes like vodka, but it is pink.
I told you I would tell you my names. This is what they call me. I’m called...– Mr Wednesday from American Gods by Neil Gaiman (via tatteredbanners)
yumwatch replied to your post: infusing some booze Post recipez pleaz! I got 2 2 quart jugs at the dollar store, a fifth of hundred proof Smirnoff, and a fifth of Ezra Brooks. Sliced up a peach and put it in one jug and poured in the vodka. Sliced up an apple and put it and two cinnamon sticks in the other jug, poured in the bourbon. Now I’m gonna leave ‘em on a dark shelf...
infusing some booze
next weekend we’ll have peach vodka and apple cinnamon bourbon.