Originally Posted by radioflyertoo
It's almost time for a Gin & Tonic. Or maybe just a gin so one cab grin.
Hey, radioflyertoo, I'm actually currently drinking a large gin-and-tonic (it's in a pint glass), listening to Augie March's One Crowded Hour
, which contains the wonderful lyric:
There's nothing there, it's like eating air
It's like drinking gin with nothing else in
And that doesn't hold me together.
I've got to hold it together though - I'm going out in a couple of hours, walking down the hill to have burgers on the beach. It won't do to be tripping over every twelve steps.