Tom's wedding was great but open bars always stress me out. Not being a big drinker anymore, I never know what to order (or the names of any good drinks). Mo foolishly allowed George to talk him into a dry martini...two sips later and he was eyeing my drink. But...I think we now know our drink: cosmo in a high ball no ice. . . extra high and extra 'mo!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
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damn, you guys clean up nice.
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