See, that's just wierd.

Tanja and I stopped at the Marlborough Hotel for lunch today and had a bottle of beer and then a schooner of beer each with our food. Then on the way home we bought a six-pack of beer. Upon arriving home, we each had two of those in the backyard. Tanja was admittedly a bit tipsy, while I retained my hard-drinking untouchable air. I then made us each a couple of cocktails (Kiwi & Coconut Caipiroska: 1 shot vodka, 2 shots Malibu Rum, half a kiwi, half a lime, 1 tsp sugar, muddled, then shaken with ice) with more alcohol in than the beers, and Tanja is suddenly sobered up. Completely. She could juggle knives if she could, well, juggle knives. Wierd.

Oh, and Soundwave is happening so close to our house we can hear Atreyu or some other Screamo shit from the backyard.

And Edlinger beer has created beer bottles where you can use the bottom of the bottle to open the TOP of another bottle. Brilliant!!!