I am a pedant who believes that only a drink consisting of gin and
vermouth (and possibly bitters) should ever be called a Martini. I
also believe that such a drink should always be stirred, never shaken.
In this world dominated by Grey Goose and James Bond, will I ever find
true love? Or at least a blowjob?
Cocktail Nerd in Oakland
For a while now, Foursquare has enjoyed something of a meteoric rise in popularity among the gadget headed, internet craving individuals of this nation. And while the frigging movie Valentine’s Day has its own Foursquare badge and page, the entire city of Baltimore ain’t got no badges of its own (although, the Baltimore Sun has […]
I’ve discussed before my love of unintentionally (or intentionally) hilarious spam comments, but this one actually deserves an award. With any luck this poor person will soon be free of Russian Mafia enslavement! (mildly NSFW)
Faced with the worst record in the major leagues last Friday (15-39), president of baseball operations Andy MacPhail made the landmark decision to replace manager Dave Trembley with something just as effective; a trio of collectible Cal Ripken Jr. bobbleheads. “Really this one’s a no brainer. The symbolic presence of Cal will provide every Oriole […]
That Chartreuse will getcha every time! (via Idle Hour)