It will be both a Super Bowl and a super Sunday so I decided to combine both in the title. I am ready to take on this day. I will have much fun. It will come early and often. I am just looking forward to a very great day.  read more »

I love Friday’s. As much as I hate Monday’s......I love Friday’s even more. This is the day I enjoy so much. The weekend begins at 5pm on Friday afternoons for me. That is just the most enjoyable time of the week.  read more »

It is Friday. This day is the reason I get up and go to work on Monday!! I am happy. It’s Friday. The last work day of the week.The weekend will be here soon. The feeling I get when I walk out of the building on Friday is just a great one. I will get to feel that before too long.  read more »

Just wait until I call your number,love! I liked this one folks...

One Friday night in a crowded downtown hotel a very large man sat down beside me and started banging the bar with his fist.

A very busy and flustered barmaid with three pints of beer in each hand said she would be right back to serve him.  read more »

A 23 year old Serbian man was found dead and half eaten in the bear cage at Belgrade Zoo during the city's beer festival.

The man was found naked, with his clothes lying intact inside the cage. Two bears, named Misha and Masha had dragged the body to their feeding corner.  read more »

When I am drinking, I much prefer to call my black-outs something else. Going on ‘automatic pilot’ sounds nice. Benign. When I first discovered that a few beers made me feel like superman, I took it to another level. And at that level, I was able to create an outgoing persona while at the same time remembering nothing the next day.

What could be better?  read more »

The town we lived in while residing in Louisiana was a very old hamlet. Most of the houses in our neighborhood were built in the early to mid-1800’s. The whole area was an historical district with most of the houses being on the National Register of Historic Places, including ours. It was a great area to live.  read more »

Back when I was very young, a teenager, my buddies and I loved to play pool and drink a little beer. We were not old enough to drink at the time. In our hometown, Mr. Joe, at the bar would let us in the back to play pool. He would not let us drink though. We did not have to worry about that though. When it was time to buy beer you just had to mosey on down to Ray’s Grocery.  read more »