
Punxsutawney Phil is full of crap. That’s right, I said it. Groundhogs have no business predicting the weather. This little self righteous butt hole comes out of his little house, looks around and then tells everybody we’re going to have 6 more weeks of Winter. Granted, it was 17 degrees here in Florida on Groundhog Day, but it’s been in the 70’s and 80’s all week and the trees are blooming. Spring is well on it’s way here in Florida, and that means it’s time to break out the Firefly Vodka and spend some lazy afternoons on my back porch watching the sun go down.
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Continue reading...5. January 2009

So here I am, somewhere around the 2 a.m. hour, watching Youtube videos of the late, great Hunter S. Thompson, listening to Warren Zevon and finishing off my handle of Saint Brendan’s Irish Cream Liqueur. Sure it’s not as manly or cool as a trunk full of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers . . . and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. But hey, that’s okay. It’s getting me buzzed, and at the moment that’s good enough.
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Continue reading...16. December 2008

Don’t get me wrong. Gustafson’s Farm makes fantastic eggnog—if you’re a pansy.
But if you’re in it to win it, making your own eggnog is the only way to go (this coming from a guy who has his mommy make it). Seriously, I’m tired of all the store bought “eggnog” making its way into family holiday pimp cups every holiday season. Come on people—we’re celebrating sweet baby Jesus’ birthday (unless you’re not). This is the one time of the year when you have to pretend to actually have traditions. Besides, you’ll have time off from work, some of you permanently thanks to the economy, and a need to get into the holiday spirit drunk pirate style.
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Continue reading...8. December 2008

The other night I stumbled into my local liquor store with absolutely no idea what I was in the mood for. But like a Japanese businessman I wanted the most amount of fun for the least amount of money. In other words, I was looking for a deal. I walked past the bourbon and eyed the Makers mark for a moment. “That won’t do at all,” I (The little Japanese businessman) thought. “I’m in the mood for something exotic. Something lIke underwear from a vending machine.” With this in mind, I kept moving until I saw it sitting on the second shelf next to the Santa Teresa. The Crazy Kirpal deal of the week.
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Continue reading...17. November 2008

Sir Robert Burnett is an asshole. On the front of this green, 750ml bottle of devil’s piss it reads, “This celebrated Gin is distilled according to the original formula of Sir Robert Burnett & Co. LTD……….In Baltimore Maryland. Ok, first of all I’m going to call bullshit because as far as I was told London Dry Gin was supposed to be made in, oohhh I don’t know, maybe London.
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12. February 2009
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