His Kind of Garden, Indeed

Me: I’m going to run downstairs and grab a beer. Would you like one? Him: Sure. Me: Do you want a Sierra or a Hoegaarden? Him: A what? Me: Hoegaarden. Him: That sounds like my kind of garden. I’ll take one of those. * * * * *

I Can Stress Out About Nearly Anything

Now that I sell swag for a living I am stressing out about having the coolest stuff to give away this year at BlogHer. Yes, I realize that is completely ridiculous and normal people have real problems. Of course I still have about 200 Draft Day Suit key chain bottle openers with the URL spelled […]

Back Door Friend

I’ve been known to drink a beer or two (or eight) every now and then.* I love beer and I love wine. I even love some mixed drinks, but they don’t so much love me. This is not my point. What I was going to say is that I come by it honestly. My mother’s […]

*Gag*

The Gagging Sounds are Coming from Me Originally uploaded by Sarah606 In all honesty, while neither is my first choice of beverage, I have no prejudices against Budweiser or Clamato. It is the thought of the two of them mixed together that makes me wretch.

Today is the Greatest

I have a one day turnaround. Yesterday I got home from Albuquerque and tomorrow I leave for Hot Springs. Today consists of doing laundry and trying to procure a broadband card so that I can do my job while on the road. I also had library books to return (the library is becoming like the […]

Beer is Addicted to Me

My friend Lori sent me this. I have no idea who drew this or where she got it but it makes me laugh.

It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Indeed it is the most wonderful time of the year. I love December. It’s got everything – football, Christmas, my birthday, playoff football, special holiday beer, lots of cheese, bowl games, Christmas music (not the radio crap, but the classical stuff that makes Gabe nuts), excuses to buy expensive wine, New Years Eve parties… December […]

An Open Letter to Florence, South Carolina

Dear Florence, SC, In my recent travels I happened briefly upon your fair city and I am left with a few questions for you: No alcohol on Sundays? At all? Not even beer? How do you people watch football? Your prompt response would be most appreciated. Love, Sarah 

If You Pay Attention it Makes Sense

Besides just having fabulous metabolisms and growing up as well as out, I have often wondered how little kids can eat so much garbage (Claudia pretty much exists on a diet of pasta, grilled cheese, cereal, french fries and goldfish – Dr. Atkins is spinning in his grave) and stay so thin. Today it hit […]

Rethinking Your Decision

I know that you people voted almost unanimously for drunken rants from my vacation instead of guest posts, but I just read my last two posts. After I fixed a bunch of spelling errors (at least now my post from yesterday makes more sense – sort of) I began wondering if you aren’t regretting your […]

How to Make Lumpyhead’s Mom Shoot Beer Out of Her Nose

If you are playing the drinking game ‘categories’ and the category ‘One of your toes’ comes up, just yell “THE ONE THAT ATE ROAST BEEF!” And this lunatic will spit beer right out of her nose. This other jerk keeps making me drink. What kind of freak shows play drinking Chutes and Ladders and knows […]

Coolest Thing Ever

My friend Lori has some question for you about cameras. I promised her that I would ask you a long time ago and then I completely forgot. I do things like that a lot. But first – FIRST THE COOLEST THING EVER. BEHOLD: My swag came. My swag came. My swag came. [jumping up and […]