We managed to do some heavy drinking on Saturday before the town froze over, leaving Sunday open for R &R including sipping bourbon. I’ve been covered up with work lately and haven’t had time to go on a proper bender or make a fool of myself (ok, once) so I’ve not posted in a while and thought I’d wrap up a couple of small tidbits.2009 Prick of the Year is Atlas. Those of you who know us personally already suffer him enough and realize this accomplishment is nothing new since he is a previous winner. For the rest of you, imagine a big, stout, gruff SOB quick to accuse you of fault regardless of the situation. Whether you’ve spoken on a particular matter or not, it makes no difference. Strategic, deceptive, ornery – usually all at once, yet compelling in irrational ways that confound the senses, you’ll find yourself on the losing end of a conversation you didn’t start. Those are the good days. Major offenses that carried him to the 2009 prize were his multiple, lame excuses to avoid interaction with the group. Some examples:
· No money
· Work (when unemployed)
· No insurance (he sells insurance)
· License expired
· Tags expired
· No health insurance
· The cats
· The in-laws
· The wife
· Illness
· Hockey
· Too cold
Yeah whatever, LVL has heard them all.
There is Woo in Rocky Top – Or at least there was, and No, I'm not talking about the song. That’s Frank McWoo, DK’s one and only Utahn who makes the annual pilgrimage to Knoxville during the coldest time of year. Woo made his unannounced appearance last week with none other than Catfish in town too. Sorry, P was unavailable but we retold at least a dozen old time stories and even some great new ones I was unaware of. We had a few pints at the brewery and went to Nama for sushi, only to return to the brewery for more beer afterwards. Good times, and the stories get better year after year.
Guess that’s about all for now. I’ve got to find a way to drink my way through 2 new bottles of whiskey I acquired over the weekend – a fifth each of Maker’s Mark and Woodford Reserve*. It may be another couple of weeks before I’m back around these parts.
Edit - Woodford Reserve provided by 2009 POY Winner Atlas. It makes no sense.
Look, I sacrificed my leg to protect both whiskies when I was so unceremoniously dumped on the street in front of your condo/diving coach by frozen winds and rime.
ReplyDeleteI executed a brilliant maneuver, trading the integrity of my knee for the integrity of the bottles in which those whiskies were enclosed.
By my grace, I protected that Goodford Reserve, a gift to you for your birthday--which is not your preferred brand--so that you could offer a drink of it to me at a future date as a show of thanks for protecting it.
This is not complicated at all!
strategic, deceptive...irrational ways
ReplyDeleteSorcery!
ReplyDeleteWTF, I need some entertainment.
ReplyDeleteBS