Beer Today, Pong Tomorrow

I could not help noticing this item on a rack at the local Total Bev the other evening.  Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you “Pong Star“.  Yes, it’s a complete beer-pong “kit” featuring not only cups and balls, but also pen and player list.

Who exactly plays beer-pong other than college frat boys?  And would they actually spend the money to buy a “kit” when they likely have the doings lying about the house already?  And what kind of mega-dork would actually write out a player list?

(Well, I could see the ΣΠΕ house at Dubyanell back in the day doing so – remind me to get the former Llama Military Correspondent to send me the little ditty he and his brothers used to sing about “Spee-Dogs” some time.  Hilarious.  But who else?  Is the game suddenly popular with the gorram baby boomers again?)

Evidently, somebody thinks there’s a market out there.

Speaking of such things, I heard Toby Keith’s “Red Solo Cup” for the first time the other day.  Heh, y’all.

Where In The World Is Snow Miser?

Greetings, my fellow port swillers!

Ol’ Robbo is hardly a global warming alarmist.  However, I would note that the temperature here is supposed to get into the 60′s tomorrow and Wednesday.  I would also note that the goldfinches are already starting to show signs of their summah plumage, and that the daffodils out front appear to be very confused.

I suppose the upside is that if I had to pick a winter during which the chimney is out of commission, I couldn’t have done much better than this one.