The 2012 London Summer Olympics are less than 3 months away so it’s time to start thinking about what sport will fuel the next Drinking Game. During 2010 we celebrated the Vancouver Winter Olympics with the Canadians by turning Curling into a drinking game that became a runaway success on Twitter. Thanks to those big ol stones and plenty of beer, we fell in love with curling and more importantly the ladies of curling. Read the rest of this entry
When I was younger I did many, many dumb things. Things like passing out drunk in my car outside my friends house while trying to go on a beer run despite a keg on the porch that was half full and waiting just for me. When I awoke, I called my friend frantically and told her I was lost. I had no idea where I was or how long I had been gone. She asked me what street I was on. I looked around, found a street sign, Thunderbird I think it was, and told her. After what I can only imagine as a monumentous eye roll, she says to me, “your right outside”. Apparently I had never left. I don’t even want to imagine if I did. Nowadays I look back on those times and laugh. Hard to believe I did half that shit. Hard to believe i survived. Hard to believe i didn’t kill or hurt anyone. Shit like…well that’s a story for another time…or another post as it may be.