The image of dropping a shot glass of whiskey into a pint of beer occurred to me while standing in my bank's parking lot. Perhaps that is why people drink Boilermakers.... It must be the congruency to life that so implodes their reason and quickly embalms their thought. Can't imagine that they do it for the taste! I enjoy beer and I enjoyed whiskey too much one fall but I've not had a boilermaker before...
That sinking shot glass full of whiskey type feeling... Exiting the bank I drove to the local community college to enroll in a course. Well, to embark on a certificate seeking course. (I am a seeker of certificates.) There are 2 turns to be made after you exit the highway, one at the end of the exit and another at the first intersection. I managed to make 2 wrong turns going there, and one coming back. I hope such brain fuzz is not an indicator for the success of this newish adventure!
When searching for a boilermaker picture I found the Hillary Clinton one. What I like about it is, her eyes are definitely crossed.
