...and the livin's easy.
So they say. But, so far, it hasn't been bad.
Saturday night, we had a birthday shindig for Jordy. It was delayed, since her family was down the prior week for her birthday and graduation ceremony.
While we were waiting for folks to show up, I invited my landlord to join us for a beer. He came over just before Davis and another guy in his PA program, David, showed up. Mr. Jackson actually stayed long enough to drink two PBRs with us, and we enjoyed his company. When I offered Bud Light or Michelob Ultra Amber, he said "After the second swallow, it doesn't matter anyway."
We fired up the grill about the time Mr. Jackson left. I had bought sausage, chicken thighs, Angus burgers, Nathan's hot dogs, and Red Hots. I brought out jalapenos, mushrooms, onions, and the kielbasa, and bamboo skewers that had been soaking in water with a little whiskey and dash of sesame oil, and we made kabobs. Mmm. Those went over quite well.
I took some KC Masterpiece barbecue sauce, and mixed in a little freshly ground black pepper, whiskey, lemon juice, and Dave's Ultimate Insanity Sauce. The chicken was delicious.
Hell, everything was delicious. And the company was good, almost all of it, with perhaps a single exception. Eh.
I made Nuts and Berries, Hunch Punch, and a shooter I called a Fruit Cocktail to cool everyone after all the spice. Good times.