I didn't drink before I got to college. I took the old 'Chef' adage of 'there's a time and a place for everything, and that's called college' to heart, and stayed pretty clean-cut through my high school years. Of course, that just meant that I arrived in Boulder - at the height of CU's party school days, no less - with absolutely no drinking experience. None. Had no idea what I liked; what was a good idea, and what wasn't.
Inevitably, that lead to poor decisions. Not epically bad ones, just choices that, looking back, could've been handled with better aplomb. Take for instance, my first collegiate beer. Yeesh, I picked a doozy. It's a miracle that, having tasted that swill, that I ever went back to the world of suds for more. That said, since it's Homecoming, and I'm feeling all nostalgic, I'm naming that beer, FUCKING COORS ORIGINAL, as my gameday beer-o-the-week.
|The mountains are blue!|
I'm not going to suggest anyone reading this go out and buy CR this weekend. However, I'll bet dollars to doughnuts you know someone who will have this in their cooler on Saturday. Chug - don't sip - some of their purchase, and remind yourself of the good ole' college days. That's what Homecoming is all about, isn't it?
Happy Friday! Go Buffs, beat the Bruins!