I drank half a White Claw and wrote this.
This post makes a lot more sense if you’ve seen my favorite film, The Brothers Bloom.
I don’t often drink, but when I do, I feel it instantly, I can’t walk straight and the ceiling arcs into a planetarium. I’m not saying after I’ve taken 17 shots and housed 4 beers; I mean after one half of a hard lemonade. That’s where I am tonight, hammering away again…