1/4 cup of Alize (I used the “pink” variety, but I am sure any flavor will do)
Top off with ginger ale
2 muddled raspberries
raw sugar to taste
Look, I am not going to make any claims that this is actually good. I created it on the fly while already 3 sheets to the wind and in the middle of a hot tub hangout sesh. BUT, it was a hit with the girl in our party who says she doesn’t like to taste the booze in her cocktails, so there’s that.
I’ve dubbed it “The Mother” because necessity is the mother of all invention and I was working with a limited bar at 2am island time last night.
“President Obama wants everybody in America to go to college, what a snob. There are good, decent men and women who work hard every day and put their skills to the test that aren’t taught by some liberal college professor. And trying to indoctrinate them.”—
“PSST”—Just got my first taste of street harassment in LA from some landscapers (lawnmowers? I dunno) in a pick-up truck. I have heard tell of the infamous ‘Psst’ before, but never had it happen to me. So that’s how it’s gonna be, LA?
“HEY, EVERYBODY: You know how Mormons “baptize” dead people who weren’t Mormons—including Holocaust victims—because Mormons believe they have a right to choose Mormonism for the deceased? And you know how the Mormon Church says that being gay is a choice? The same church that doesn’t think you should have a choice about being posthumously baptized? Well, now you can choose homosexuality for dead Mormons! Just go to www.AllDeadMormonsAreNowGay.com, enter the name of a deceased Mormon or ask the site to find a dead Mormon for you, and—presto!—that dead Mormon gets to have a gay afterlife!”—
Yeah, I wish! I joined Girl Scouts so I could go on camping trips (like my big bro got to do in Boy Scouts). Instead, all I recall from my time with GS is that I learned to churn butter and sell cookies. Hardly a front for radical feminism.
I’ve been stuck in a crap-ass Days Inn for the past couple days while we wait for our apartment to be ready for move-in (Monday!). Internet is spotty and I am so behind on my dashboard/Words with Friends games (please pray).
On the upside, we bought a car and have been scooting all over town. Jamming out to music in a car is so much fun that getting stuck in traffic an extra 30 minutes isn’t so bad afterall!
Anyhow, I am not dead. In case you were wondering…