My girlfriend bought a Wii U and I like Mario Kart, so naturally I bought her Mario Kart 8 and I felt like a major jackass after finding she isn’t really into it. Occasionally get her to play Beerio Kart after a night out which makes up for it a bit.
I love me some craft beer (and can’t remember the last time I bought domestic light beer for my home fridge), but I have never once in my life been disappointed when I roll into a party and there’s just a keg of Coors/Bud/Keystone/Busch/etc. in the corner.
My company flies in employees from our global offices (I work at HQ) and because it’s such an ordeal it’s basically a whole week of activities with drinking each night. Turns out the limit on how many nights I can drink heavily around coworkers without telling somebody to fuck off is 3… At least I hopefully don’t have to see them until next year.
My top motto for dating is “if you can’t be handsome you better be handy” but “you can tell me to do something or tell me the best way to do it, but not both” is a close second.
Barnes & Noble: “The irony of you being an environmentalist AND still buying physical books is not lost on us, but fuck it we’ll take what we can get.”
Great advice. Can’t wait to have the space/time to take care of a German Shorthaired Pointer. In the meantime, chilling in our downtown apartment with my cat Donny.
I have a bar (basically a large wine rack with a glass top), a kegerator, and an HBO subscription so I mostly stay in with my ladyfriend, but in college I had a regular bar and it was great. Every Monday you could get a pitcher of Coors Light AND a huge tray of loaded nachos for $6. Good ol’ days…
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My girlfriend bought a Wii U and I like Mario Kart, so naturally I bought her Mario Kart 8 and I felt like a major jackass after finding she isn’t really into it. Occasionally get her to play Beerio Kart after a night out which makes up for it a bit.
What the fuck did I just read?
I love me some craft beer (and can’t remember the last time I bought domestic light beer for my home fridge), but I have never once in my life been disappointed when I roll into a party and there’s just a keg of Coors/Bud/Keystone/Busch/etc. in the corner.
My company flies in employees from our global offices (I work at HQ) and because it’s such an ordeal it’s basically a whole week of activities with drinking each night. Turns out the limit on how many nights I can drink heavily around coworkers without telling somebody to fuck off is 3… At least I hopefully don’t have to see them until next year.
You can with an adult job, but it’s still a major pain in the ass finding places that are cool about it.
My top motto for dating is “if you can’t be handsome you better be handy” but “you can tell me to do something or tell me the best way to do it, but not both” is a close second.
Barnes & Noble: “The irony of you being an environmentalist AND still buying physical books is not lost on us, but fuck it we’ll take what we can get.”
Great advice. Can’t wait to have the space/time to take care of a German Shorthaired Pointer. In the meantime, chilling in our downtown apartment with my cat Donny.
Pretty sure if I tried to take a shot nap on a Saturday evening I would end up not waking up until the next morning.
Gil lives! https://mcgannon.wordpress.com/2016/10/13/diary-of-a-middle-management-sellout-beefing-up-in-q4/
Forward it to Caroline
And also a husband in jail, and a stripper. The one that got away…
I have a bar (basically a large wine rack with a glass top), a kegerator, and an HBO subscription so I mostly stay in with my ladyfriend, but in college I had a regular bar and it was great. Every Monday you could get a pitcher of Coors Light AND a huge tray of loaded nachos for $6. Good ol’ days…
I assumed 100% of grown men went over the fence.
Thanks for having my back, Rico.
Take it easy, buddy.