Monday, January 19, 2009

Please Join Me At 9AM Tuesday

West Coast Time. It'll be noon, in D.C.

And hoist a rocks glass full of cubed ice and 3 fingers of Bushmills to the end of 8 years of  . . . 
Well, you know. 

Being at work is NO excuse NOT to bring in yer boot flask for a quick shot as ya duck into the men's or women's room into a vacant stall with the door closed (no toe tapping), either. 

After all, this is the end of some really, really bad shit, ya know? 

Not to mention, the dude comin in has some epic and historical significance, too, ya know? 

Slainte Mhath. 

Comments:
High Noon In America.

It's a new dawn.

Slainte Mhath, Howdians.
 
Sorry Bro.

But you were with me in spirits.

I forgot to mention that the bartender "donated" the spillage we used.

It must have been a sight for passers-by. 5 men standing on Rt. 38 near a busy intersection dumping a fingerfull into the crusted snow. Saluting, then marching back into the mill.
 
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