I’ve mentioned that I started drinking late in life; here’s proof. When Barbara sent me this drawing last night, I asked what all the glasses were for (“Are we having a taste test??”) and wondered what she was throwing in my drink.
Beer Pong. Who knew? Sure I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never played it or seen it played. I better learn the rules and maybe start practicing, since apparently Barbara and I will be playing the Cosmo variation of it during our porch-side cocktails hours in our golden years. I kind of can’t wait.