Party at the country bar! Whoo!
Yesterday began with a book on the Northwest Ordinance of 1787 and ended at a bar. Same old story. Wait, it actually ended at the sobriety-inducing Waffle House. Wait, what? The 14ish-year-old neice of one of my school chums, who has a recording contract of some kind in Nashville, was performing at a country bar near campus and a whole mess of
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The tasty rootbeer concoction wouldn't happen to have been a Jim Morrison, would it? That's about the only drink I can think of that matches that particular description...and one that almost makes it work buying a bottle of rootbeer schnapps.
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