Beer Babes 3

My beer cans keep bringing out new pinup girls in shorts.
I used this as an excuse to showcase some brand-new leaves on a potted ivy because it's Spring and I'm enjoying it as hard as I can.





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Fire Or Ice?

We were at a party for the AFC Championship game.
The host used a fire pit for icing down the beers.


It was cold enough outside to keep those bottles chilled without any ice at all, so obviously a fire would have been most welcome.

On the other hand, what do I care?
I didn't drink anything that night.



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Beer Babes 2

It's a little bit too cold to be wearing shorts, girl.

Beer Babes

You saw it here first!
Pin-up girls on beer cans, courtesy the Miller Brewing Company.

When I spotted this interesting new development at HEB tonight, I could swear I heard the word slut sotto voce, but I bought them anyway.

A sixer of the same pose gets old pretty quickly, though.
I hope "variety packs" aren't more expensive.

Anyone caught whacking to a beer can will probably get a divorce but at least 27 high fives, 15 of which are done wrong where the initiator grabs the responder's fingers.
This is the main reason I love/hate watching Wheel Of Fortune...





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RSVP ?

The three prime tables at RevRoom were already reserved when I got there.
Sloppily-torn strips of paper taped to the tables said so, written with a pen that'll never be accused of being bold.
Then these fine-ass folded signs were added, and they really hit the mark before sagging:


Yeah, it says "R S V P", which is French for Are you coming the fuck over or what? Let me know.
Ooops.





My actual problem is that the Reservers didn't show up until 11:20pm to take possesion of their respectfully vacant tables and chairs, while the rest of the club was already bursting at the seams.
That's bullshit, especially when they didn't even need all 3 tables and the one in the photo is where I prefer to place my equipment.
The crappy sign kept my favorite location empty and unproductive until I snapped and ripped it out.
Installed a trio of bikers there to stabilize my borders.

Yes, a sash is in my photo.
There's a first time for everything.
By all reports (I was 2 busy 2 look) it said "Bride 2B", so of course I was dealing with classy people who still didn't bother to RSVP that third table.

Genny Cream

In 1981-2 I could (carefully!) walk across Route 9 in Clifton Park NY to a liquor store that sold 6-packs of Genny Cream for $1.60--and often did.

Times change.



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Halloween Is Starting Arrrly

Spotted this down the street from my brother's garage in Converse.
The beer bottle is an awesome detail.


Apparently it's Pirate Week™ at the Zzakk blogs.
Over at ZZakk's Lab my brother tells stories about modern pirating featuring a picture of one that you may have tried to draw back in the day.

Potty Humor

I didn't put that bumper sticker in the urinal, but I would have given the chance.

What I also like is the classic additions of a cigarette butt and a wad of gum.
Perfectly authentic, and thankfully there's no barf.
On this particular night the odds weren't good that any toilet in the building would survive without getting some.
I got lucky.

Hooray Beer!

Not much you can add to that message.

The lights actually ran a clock-wise chase pattern around the sign, but the long exposure necessary rendered a full-on effect which probably works better anyway.
I offered to take it home and replace the 4 dead LEDs, but for some reason they weren't interested.

Some people aren't as dumb as they look...


Zzakk's Garage Hits 15,000

And I was lucky enough to catch the moment!

I keep screenshots of all the major milestones on my main blogs, but usually miss them by several digits.