Actually, I didn't even RTFA before I posted. I was able to surmise it was about drinkin', thus my post.
I guess I'm something of a purist. I drink my coffee black and my liquor straight (or on the rocks.) Big thing around here is Bourbon and Coke, especially Makers and Coke. I like bourbon. I like good bourbon. I like Makers, although it isn't my favorite, it's still very damn good. Pouring fuck*ng Coca-Cola (or anything other than a little bit of water) in good whiskey is downright blasphemy! Don't you like the taste of the liquor? Why are you trying to hide it? It's GOOD WHISKEY! Mr. Samuels put a great deal of effort (and highly skilled marketing) into that whiskey, so you should drink it so you can taste it without hiding it behind the teat milk of those corporate whores from Atlanta! Have some Dig.Nit.Y.
Ok, I'm better.
Actually, I do have another mixer. And it has the potential to make things strange. I've had the cold from hell all weekend. I suppose it's my just desserts because I've felt secretly smug all winter because I escaped the epizootics. Fear not cosmic justice fans -- I got mine. BAM! I spent the weekend moaning on the couch. Thankfully, for a college basketball fan there couldn't be a better weekend to spend on the couch. March Madness is small to moderate consideration for 72 hours of hacking and wheezing however.
So, I've had the cold from hell. Woke up this morning and it's moved from my chest to my head, which is the usually scheme of things in my corpus delecti. Been semi-drugged all day, but not with the really good stuff cause it knocks me right out. Clears the nose up but puts me right to sleep. I guess it clears my nose up -- it could just know me unconscious such that I don't give a damn about my nose.
Anyway, I'm refreshing my vodka and washing down a couple of Benadryl. I don't have a clever name for this cocktail (yet...) I trust my fellow Achers are up to the task of naming this decoction.