Two Cougars Walk into a Bar

On Friday night, my friend Linda and I were sitting at a bar, yelling over the loud music when a girl came up behind us and started yelling — also trying to be heard over the music — to her very drunk friend whose hand she was holding. “It’s going to be okay. I’m going [...]

Down with Carlo Rossi

At work last week, a few of us compared notes on our worst night of drinking ever; Carlo Rossi was implicated twice. Jose Cuervo, once. One friend, depressed over a guy, said she was going to do a shot of tequila for every person that was in the room. She passed out by 9pm and [...]