Happy Devil's Night to all of you! For those who don't know, Devil's Night is a Detroit holiday where people feel compelled to start fires -- forty today and counting. In the eighties, upwards of 800 fires burned on this day. I'm a little under the weather right now so I send all apologies for not commenting a lot this week. All of October caught up with me in a big way, and I find myself unable to do much of anything on this fine Saturday. In a side note, do you not just love the absinthe lip balm? I tried absinthe once -- worst hangover in the world, the world, people. So evil. I now have a bottle from the Walking Man which I'm saving for some brave day. According to that death/bar stool website, I can have five shots of absinthe before I risk imminent death. Good to know. I'll be back at you tomorrow with holiday cheer for the big day. And happy birthday wishes to my friend Sharon!
4 comments:
I've always wanted to try absinthe and never have. I guess I could try the lip balm.
Michelle will share some with you Charles--she only gets a hangover because she drinks from an old jelly jar. It's a Detroit thing.
Odd isn't it kiddo, there is so much left here to burn now that's vacant, guess people still had insurance back in the day.
Beautiful Witchy Woman-I would have bought that lip balm for ya if I would have seen it first. Absinthe is like a dark mystery in the world of booze-one I think I'm better off leaving as a mystery! xo
I've heard that most of the absinthe you can buy publicly isn't the REAL stuff. They sell the real stuff in the French Quarter, but at $16 a glass (and having to get home at SOME point afterwards, about 40 miles away,) I passed...
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