Sunday 7/4

4th of July. 95 degrees. drinks. sex and the city 2. more drinks.

went to whiskey bar for what is really the first time. although over rot with bourgeoisie clientele the drinks were not half bad. Jared got a Betsy Ross, which was a gin and cherry cordial drink while Laura enjoyed a peach brandy and tea concoction. A gay Asian man next to Laura ordered "I think I'd like a nice whiskey, one of these $50 ones; can you suggest something" - translation: "even if you gave me Yukon Jack I wouldn't know the difference"

Affording nice things is not the same as having taste. Taste is knowing quality, knowing nothing but the price makes you a fool.
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Saturday 7/3

4 stores, 6 blocks, and a half hour later...

In a sweltering 94 degrees trekking across town looking for the holy grail of beverages might seem a fools errand. But when you're enjoying Phoebes BBQ with a mikes hard lemon aid cranberry on ice foolishness quickly becomes heroic.