the little things

Many people who know me know of my beverage problem. On my person can always be found something to drink - iced tea, fruit juice, ginger ale, water, etc. I am perpetually parched, the inherent drawback of smoking-induced cottonmouth perhaps or maybe a hypnotic suggestion planted during childhood. A special part of a Sunday afternoon tooling around town with T is when we can stop by a Donna's and I can get a large Italian soda to take onto our next string of errands. Finally that thirst can be slaked at home, thanks to the gift of this :



Beverage problem not "solved", definitely enabled. 

:doug @ 9:47 PM

light-hearted, sad but true



"The kids love trying to be able to spot them and not being able to.", that and the archival footage from 1984.



"Yes, that's the kind of local crowd-pandering bullshit that people are very passionate about."

God bless The Onion for going video. 

:doug @ 1:00 AM