I had intended to write one rule a day, but realistically, I’m mostly human and I ran out of time. Also, later today, because it is 2 am, I’ll taking a break from my strenuous blogging schedule to go down to San Fran, which I love saying because I understand how people hate saying that. I’ll be tending bar at Bourbon and Branch, back in the Library. Bourbon and Branch would ask that if you show up, dress for this room:
That does indeed mean to dress like your Pulitzer is dusty due to being on safari for so long. While I’m down there I’ll be working with my old friend Amanda Womack. She is a fancy lady of much ruffles and whiskey. You’ll be lucky to get a rare drink made by her.
Also, I’ll be cranking out some of my bullshit labor intensive drinks. For example, the made for SF Bitter Handshake. This Fernet based sexy lady actually tastes good too. Hope to see you there.
But when I get back, I’ll return to the next five rules of manly drinking. 5 rules for which I shall be much more positive and actually learned new things from people way smarter than me. woo.