Timelessness isn't always a good thing. Today we discuss classic tipples that - no matter how popular, stories, or even expensive - we just can't bring ourselves to like. 

... well, to be clear, we mean grown, perfectly legal adults.  Is it a rite of passage? That moment when your child is no longer a child.

Rum is liquor’s switch-hitter - coming in both dark and light versions. One may be the I drink of island paradises - and the other prison colonies, slave revolts and drunken sailors. It was rum that brought down Lord Sydney’s envisioned utopia of a country with neither booze nor money when an entire colony mutinied against its governor William Bligh who was, quite frankly used to mutiny.

In which we raise a sazerac to beleaguered New Orleans and discuss Game Day, the profane smuggling routes of the SEC undergrad, flasks on inner thighs, cheap domestic beer, and non-craft cocktails.  

In which we discuss your go-to cocktail, the drinking seasons, and how far you can tweak a classic recipe before you’ve created a fresh new drink… or an abomination.

In which Murff covers the plausible theory that early hominids came out of the trees in search of nothing less than happy hour. It’s literally called the “Drunken Monkey Theory”, and suggests that a ‘nose’ for sugary alcohol triggered overeating in a way that causes us to keep our caloric savings account well-padded. It still does. And man has yet to devise a more efficent way to break down barriers that for several people to get less sober at roughly the same rate in pleasant surroundings. 

On the anniversary of Williams Faulkner’s 1961 death, we discuss the hangover. To say the man triumphed over the hangover is overselling it, but he did manage to work through a number of the head-splitters. On the podcast, we discuss hangover cures, avoidance and how, at our age, simple embarrassment.

In which we discuss the King of Rock n' Roll, his movies and fans that have gone weapons grade.

"The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing." Which is better, which are you, which am I? History is often driven by hedgehogs, but understood, even saved, by foxes.

In which we discuss procrastination - unlike alcohol or adultery, that provided some fun before the wheel of fate crushes you - we all agree that there is no up side to procrastination and we all seem to do it without making a conscious choice. Is our Little Man trying to tell us something - or is our Little Man an idiot?