monday night

I forgot about how the time outside of work spins. It goes. Go, go, goes. There's so much wonderful boring shit that I want to do.

Painting my toe nails, writing letters, shifting paper from place to place on my desk.

Cooking dinner, using coupons, reading books.

Bally's, The Wire, iPod.

Gardens, lists, happy hours.

And, sometimes, La Croix (24/100) as nightcap. I think its not blasphemy but alchemy.

it's not that serious

Egad! I've had so many note and sidenote-worthy drinks since June 21st. And yet I've raised my blog cup to a mere 16 of them. 16?! I still have two more installments about the trip out west (cocktails and caffeine) to write. And there's a backlog of post-trip bevvies to pour over... Zounds!

40 days from the autumnal equinox and 84 drinks to document.

relax.


The beginning of summer was marked by these:

A mix of diet and cherry coke (17/100) in a big ol' plastic cup at a BBQ joint near the Warren State Dunes in Michigan. After a day of lounging by the lake beach, this bad boy was perk perfect for a new-freckled drive home.

A Nalgene full of water (18/100) from my first bike ride by the lake.