We are joined by a blast from the past, and could it be an indication of the future? We are not talking about the trucker jacket, or the station wagons, but we could be talking about the best subscription diet scheme ever. 

The 6th installment of our annual holiday drink challenge is here, and predicting who comes in last will not be hard. The battle for the top spot is very much up for debate however. Cheers to the New Year!

This Christmas looks a little different from some years past, but with a little production wizardry the show goes on. Gingerbread Stout while famaliar this time of year has a new spin on it, and we had to try multiple cases of it. The results may surprise you, but not as much as seeing dogs fall past your ring doorbell over and over.

This week we learn how not to siphon gas.  It is harder than it looks, we also learn sleeping through the night can be as well. We can't all win and get snowed in with an Oasis cover band.

The end of a run is upon us. The mustache journey ends with a party, and then we deal with the ramifications. We also see an Elf on the Shelf's run come to end for one, while another is in the dark. 

Sometimes a weekend can span the entire spectrum of fun. One end of that spectrum is being trapped in a classroom with people who can't read clocks, and tell stories that have no end. The other end is full of laughs, food, drinks, and gambling for a good cause.  It was one of those weekends.

Let us give thanks, because we have made it to the final round of our Bourbon Challenge.  The winner has been crowned, and we let the final result soak in. Cheers friends. 

We have made to the last Bourbon tasting before the final, and there are a few surprises.  One of them threw us all for a loop, but when you have the "best" producer in the business even those surprises can be fixed.

We have narrowed the field of 18 Bourbon's down to 6, and today we pit 3 of them against each other find out who will be making it to the finals. We are also reminded that we may be getting old, yet somehow one of us doesn't seem to be able to grow a mustache. 

Candy, Check, Costumes, Check, Facial Hair, Check...for now. We gather for a post Halloween show, and are joined in spirit by our most mysterious friend BooBoo. We also have a few screams, but these are from crazy youth sports parents.