Yesterday, Al and I went to the WORLD OF COCA-COLA, the breathtaking monument to mankind's greatest invention after the double dong. Now, I'm the kind of gal who, if she asks for a Coke in a restaurant and they ask if Pepsi is okay, I'll reply with a curt "no. Bring me a water," and if the waiter is abominable enough to bring out a Pepsi because the two are "interchangeable," he or she may lack minor limbs by the end of the ensuing fracas. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia. I love Coca-Cola.
Al is also a true believer. deckwreck and Plastic tagged along.
We ride the Coke Bus on the road to Ultimate Refreshment. (Why, yes, that IS this season's Kate Spade bag. How lovely of you to notice!)
Of course, the best part of the WoC is "Tastes of the World," in which visitors may sample Coca-Cola products from around the globe. And most anyone who has come to the Temple of Five Points knows of that which is only known as "Beverly," a "bitter aperitif" from "Italy" which is, no doubt, the foulest substance in the Good Lord's creation. I dare say some don't live through the experience.
But Al, being who she is, drank Beverly.
Unfortunately, the unholy nature of her grimace upon tasting it in its wretched fullness shattered the lens of my camera, rendering it unable to capture
THE HORROR! THE HORROR!
We survived Beverly.
The curse of Beverly persisted after TEAM AWESOME made their exit, so that deckwreck and I missed the Murder by Death show. But that was cool, because if we had made it, we would have missed watching "Measure of a Man," one of the choicest ST:TNG episodes. In a stunning triumph over the inertia of the evening, we had a party and drank some Newcastles, and laughed when Vladdic cut his thumb nastily in an attempt to sign in blood a pact to quit drinking for a week. Just another day in the life of this jetsetter, I guess.
One word: SAGITTARITRON.
Al is also a true believer. deckwreck and Plastic tagged along.
We ride the Coke Bus on the road to Ultimate Refreshment. (Why, yes, that IS this season's Kate Spade bag. How lovely of you to notice!)
Of course, the best part of the WoC is "Tastes of the World," in which visitors may sample Coca-Cola products from around the globe. And most anyone who has come to the Temple of Five Points knows of that which is only known as "Beverly," a "bitter aperitif" from "Italy" which is, no doubt, the foulest substance in the Good Lord's creation. I dare say some don't live through the experience.
But Al, being who she is, drank Beverly.
Unfortunately, the unholy nature of her grimace upon tasting it in its wretched fullness shattered the lens of my camera, rendering it unable to capture
THE HORROR! THE HORROR!
We survived Beverly.
The curse of Beverly persisted after TEAM AWESOME made their exit, so that deckwreck and I missed the Murder by Death show. But that was cool, because if we had made it, we would have missed watching "Measure of a Man," one of the choicest ST:TNG episodes. In a stunning triumph over the inertia of the evening, we had a party and drank some Newcastles, and laughed when Vladdic cut his thumb nastily in an attempt to sign in blood a pact to quit drinking for a week. Just another day in the life of this jetsetter, I guess.
One word: SAGITTARITRON.
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I drink RC and my sister-in-law is a prof. at UGA.