Move over, Miss Cleo!

Megan and I were at a baseball game the other night, and after a half a beer, I told her I could see the future because I was "voyeuristic."

"Um... you sure about that?"

"Yes! I am voyeuristic!!"

"I wouldn't be yelling that, if I were you."

"Wait... what? That isn't right. I meant clairvoyant. I'm clairvoyant!!"

At that point, I think I was just on my way to being drunk, than having the power to see objects beyond the range of natural vision. But today, I believe it's true.

I had a weird dream last night and a guy I went to a wedding with back in March made a random appearance. We had a decently good time at the wedding (although he didn't tell me I looked nice, and was basically on his cell phone the entire night), but have talked only once since then. I woke up thinking about how strange it was for him to make a cameo in my subconcious, but chalked it up to indigestion or random happenstance.

Then around 1:30 p.m., he called me. See? I told you I was telepathically inclined! I haven't quite harnassed my gift to be consistent or reliant, but believe me it's present.

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Slaminky Malargy to you and yours...

Now Playing: "Don't Lose My Number" by Phil Collins (No pun intended... I swear. The coincedences are mounting!)

Doing my part in keeping the scene alive

I ran across this article on MSNBC.com about the drunkest cities in in the good ol' US of A.

Columbus, Ohio (Go Buckeyes!) came in third place behind Milwaukee and Minneapolis-St. Paul. Now, I don't remember being interviewed (probably due to a blackout), but I am sure that my experiences with fine whiskeys and delicious lagers have been taken into account for this survey, and I am proud to have oblidged.

So if any of my faithful readers come to Columbus, we should do our part in keeping the reputation of this fine city, and head out for a night on the town to partake in the consumption of a few cocktails. The invitation s always open.

I'd like to thank Anheuser-Busch brewing company, Fado Irish pub, and all my friends who have shared a pint or two with me.

Slaminky Malargy to you and yours...

Now Playing: "Hotel California" by The Gipsy Kings