So, we’ve covered the beer lover, wine lover, and music lover…who’s next?  The hard liquor lover!  Everyone’s favorite friend!   I mean, who doesn’t love inappropriate comments and the smell of alcohol on someone else’s breath?

However, drinking hard liquor can be a little pricey.  And if your BFF is drinking daily, he is probably only sipping on the finest Popov, Peppermint Schnapps, or Hot Damn the corner shop has to offer.  So, why not add a little class to your fellow hard liquor lover’s day and treat him to some top- shelf liquor?  I suggest the finely aged Jack Daniel’s Single Barrel Tennessee Whiskey.  This treat is not only flavorful, but allows your friend to say he is a Whiskey Aficionado!  A win-win!      

The holidays are always the best time of the year to buy liquor, too!  Why, you ask…CARDBOARD BOX LIQUOR SETS!  Lucky for you, Jack Daniel’s Single Barrel is available as a set…ALONG WITH 2 FANCY SPIRIT GLASSES!  Could Christmas get any better?  I think not! 

‘Tis the season for happy holiday spirits!  Cheers!

Hey Rustybeachers!  By now you have seen some of the amazingly well written posts and I begged to contribute.  I mean, who else do I know that drinks as much as I do?  I have cut back the last few years, but it kinda hurt my pride when I decided to take a slow swig into the weekend known for gluttony, booze and birds-Thanksgiving!  It is 10:30 pm on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving.  Back in Detroit, the day is over-celebrated and quite possibly a close second or third in Drinking Holidays.  You know, New Year’s, Saint Patrick’s Day, 4th of July, Halloween, and my favorite Ground Hogs Day.  Hey, when I can make an excuse to throw a party and celebrate that rodent emerging from that hole with a keg of Woodchuck Cider, why not?  

But tonight is different.  I feel older and those two glasses of wine I had last night gave me a little fight this morning.  The 12 beers watching the Michigan State/Penn State football game translated into a two day recovery.  What is happening?  Am I losing my tolerance that I worked so hard for?  I feel like Lance Armstrong getting fat.  Speaking of fat what is that asshole, Jerod the Subway guy, going to eat tomorrow?  A turkey sub?  Wouldn’t you like to punch that douchebag?  I hope he gains 100 lbs.   

Maybe my five day booze-a-thon is better started slow.  I mean the tortoise beat the hare, right?  Why rush things? I picked up a six pack of Negra Modelo on my Schwinn after work and am already three down.  I have a game of beer pong tomorrow at a Thanksgiving get together.  And I defiantly plan on bringing out the Stoli Elit Vodka sometime this weekend.  You got to try that stuff!  Smooth like strawberry ice cream… 

I also plan on kicking it up around Friday at the LA Critical Mass Bike Ride.  Yes, it is perfectly acceptable for 500 people to assemble in Los Angeles on bicycles, ride throughout the city, and turn parks and 7-Elevens into mobile Bars-on- Wheels.  A 12 pack- in- a- backpack is a cheap night.  Plus, it is fun as hell!   

A bit about me.  It all started years ago when I thought Molson Ice was the best beer ever made.  Then Labatts.  I love the way the youth drink- kinda like evolving from Kool-Aid to coffee.  A slow transition from sweet to bitter.   Boones Farm becomes your new friend.  We have all been there, right?  Then you take a turn down the microbrew road.  Not a bad road but there seems to be a speed limit on that two lane highway so you hit the nitrous button and start into the hard stuff.  Mixed Drinks.  Rum and Coke to start off, then maybe Jack and Coke.  Yummy.  Vodka Tonics and Gin and Tonics.  You get a few of those nights that are so tough you get a jersey retired to the rafters after an amazing performance. Mine is Hot Damn.  Never, ever, again.  

Booze is always there for you.  Never let anybody tell you that you have a problem.  My friend, you have a solution.  

Cheers!
Jason