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Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Alcohol and Politics - the Cerebral Molotov Cocktail Last night we once again attended the weekly gathering of liberal wishful-thinkers known as Drinking Liberally.  It's a confluence of local journalists, bloggers, politicos and, sometimes, candidates or officeholders in a sort of raucous pub setting.  We've become somewhat acquainted with some interesting local bloggers and several  journalists that I've been reading for years.  It makes for some lively discussion. In observation of my diet, I had hit the gym before we went (weighed in at 154 1/2!), and nursed one glass of wine through the whole evening.  Drinking Stingily, more like. As we were walking back to our car, I espied this car, and it's bumper sticker, and simply could not pass up the photo op: I mean, it has to be tongue-in-cheek, right?  Maybe it belonged to someone at the tony restaurant in the same block as our ratty little pub.  But probably not. 11:58:08 AM    Speak to me! []  TrackBack  []

The Day After The Day Of The Beast This article from yesterday's paper: Congressman weds girlfriend on bike trail THE ASSOCIATED PRESS DAMASCUS, Va. -- U.S. Rep. Rick Boucher and his longtime girlfriend tied the knot on a bicycle trail, and for the wedding, shared a burrito and a piece of coconut cake. had a familiar ring to it, and one of the few brain cells still working in my favor prodded me to check my calendar.  Sure enough, it turns out that, 32 years ago today, Mrs. Perils and I were married under similar (though surely less opulent) circumstances: You can read details of the nuptuals here. This would be an opportune time for me to take a firm stand against same-sex marriage.  It should improve over time, as ours has.  Thank you, dear, for putting up with me for another year! 7:01:37 AM    Speak to me! []  TrackBack  []