'Cause Thinking And Drinking Are all I Have Today
On those rare occasions when I find myself on an airliner, I choose to sip a certain drink...Ginger Ale. I like Ginger Ale more than Coke or Sprite but for some psychological reason, I only drink it on airplanes. Maybe I believe it is some sort of elixer that will keep me from harm in the air. Maybe I am just trying to be different. Kimberly always has her usual water. She is so regimented in her ways that when the non-alcolholic drinks are on the house, she still prefers water. Typical non-jew activity.
Good on her, she will piss on my grave...and the piss will be nice and clear. So I got that going for me, which is nice.
Here on the ground, I have been drinking quite a bit of water myself. Especially since we had a filtered tap installed. The guy who put it in was great. We met him at Saturday market and he came over and did everything involving installation. The only problem was, he tried to sell us a lot of the other crap in his bag. There was a knife sharpener, and of course, a litle thing called Christianity. But he was a nice guy, so I didn't insult him. And I think the water that comes out of the tap is now holy. So I got that going for me also.
But water is not a drink for blokes in a pub. And if I try too much booze, I get sleepy and headachey. Rarely, I have a local beer like Mac's Gold. But recently I have discovered Australian Ginger Beer.
It is a very popular beverage and totally acceptable. It also tastes like my airline drink, but with less carbonation.
So at pubs and restaurants, I ask for Ginger Beer. Kimberly likes it too and it has made an appearance in the new refrigerator in the form of glass bottles in a 6 pack. Then the plastic liter bottle. Then 3 of them. Then we found they also have a diet version that tastes the same.
The only problem is that I now need to find a new airplane drink.