I don’t know about you guys, but I was still hungover from Independence Day celebrations last Friday night. I wanted to stay in. I wanted to stay in sweatpants and watch Armageddon on Netflix. That didn’t happen. I had a friend in town from Florida and he wanted to hit a few bars so I took him out. I was out until the wee hours of Saturday morning and then did it all over again the next night. Whatever. You only live once, right?
Basically just out here living for the weekend. It’s a trash realization to come to but it’s true. Let’s get to it.
Oh, man. That appears to be Vacation Will thriving at a Mackinac Island hotspot. I hope he bought me a t-shirt from Pink Pony. I lost mine recently and I was really hoping to get a new one. Only real Michiganders will know about those t-shirts.
Tell me something more prototypically postgrad than attending a company softball game to drink Ultras. You can’t.
My landlord told us we couldn’t grill off of our back porch anymore, so now I’m grilling on the sidewalk and it just isn’t the same. What I’m trying to say is that I’m jealous of this picture.
You know what isn’t good for your health? Those shoes.
I’m trying to get back down to D.C. for a weekend this fall. Can confirm that I’ll be drinking vodka-water the entire trip.
While I’ll agree that Miller Lite is a poor choice when Ultras are available, if you’re in a pinch at a bar that does not serve Ultra I would go so far as to say that Miller Lite is the second best option.
A classic “Lemme just send this Mich Ultra snap to Duda” pic.
What’s going on boys?
Full disclosure: I’m terrified to go to NOLA. There’s no telling if I’d make it out of that city alive.
I’m just going to assume this was Brooks Koepka snapchatting me from a practice round or something. Pros take carts when they’re not playing in a tournament, right?
I hope this is a picture of the calm before the storm because if this is a snap mid-party, it’s the saddest party I’ve ever seen.
First the Cactus Lime and now these Goldie Lights. Why can’t I find any of the obscure Michelob Ultra shit that you guys are drinking in Chicago?
P.S. Sponsor Duda. Please. I could use the money.
My fridge looked like this yesterday. Went off and spent like a hundred and fifty bucks at Whole Foods. Pretty stoked for my upcoming meals this week.
*extremely Robert Muldoon voice in Jurassic Park* Clever girl.
I love to engage in healthy conversations with the fans.
Does anyone else find champagne to be extremely overrated? I enjoy it in VERY small doses but I get the worst headaches from that stuff.
Poolside Ultras are the best. I’m headed to the beach soon to go swimming because I still don’t have any friends with a pool.
You versus the guy she tells you not to worry about AM I RIGHT, PEOPLE?
I don’t like that restaurant anymore because Jim Harbaugh likes it. I’m dreading college football season; my Spartans are in trouble.
THIS. This looks like a chill sitch.
What is all that bullshit on top of your sushi? Way too busy of a roll for me.
I need to get one of these for to make myself a covered driveway for the winter months.
Most people are aware that this is a beer for athletes. Many do not know that it’s also a beer for the beach.
Vibes as fuck.
That lighting is sensual as hell.
How good is Zima? I can’t find it at any of my local liquor stores. Really want to know what the hype is about.
You’re definitely doing it right, I’m just not sure why you’re at a Radisson indoor pool drinking Mich Ultra.
I love everything about this picture. So goddamn classy.
Michelob Ultra Athlete of the Week
The Mich Ultra Athlete of the Week goes to this guy Sergio who “broke his ankle from being too athletic off a table.” I’m not sure what that means exactly, but the fact that he’s shotgunning an Ultra from inside The Mayo Clinic tells me that he could play for my team any day of the week. Keep on keepin’ on Sergio. Congratulations on the award.
And with that, I will bid you all adieu. Have a great week, everyone.