Found out the Bricktown Dog has a new beer, for this month at least. A very, how do you say... ah yes.... mellifluous beer. Sol Cerveza. Needless to say, I climbed aboard a new train last night. A train that was not necessarily full of pain. Do you see where this is going? Yup, the Sol Train. It was a funky train too... as in the beer kinda smells like a foot, but it tastes damn good. A lime usually kills the smell but I don't need no stinking lime. I attribute the odor to what Mexico actually smells like. It takes you on a journey south of the border. Other countries and cities are labeled on the back of the bottle. I assumed those are where all the stops the Sol Train makes. Also, there was a new bomb dropped last night as well. To join the ranks of the Jager Bomb, there is now a Tuaca Bomb. We've long associated the taste of a Jager Bomb with cough medicine like Robitussin. Well, the Tuaca Bomb is more like Dimetapp. I'm pretty sure either one can kill more than a cold. They seem to habitually kill my brain activity. It seems last night, I thought I could run the Wormy Dog and make millions. Quite a business and confidence booster that kind of alcohol makes. Jeff's birthday was last night as well, so if you see him workin' the bar any this weekend, wish him a happy belated. Gonna hit it again tonight and see Macon Greyson. Looks like Friday night is Guthrie is a go. Going to a place called Muddy Waters. Then its Stillwater on Saturday. Highway junkie, Dave Palmer is rollin' his big rig into town that day. He's my other usher at the wedding. Looks like Saturday is going to turn into a par-to the-tee.



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