Bottoms up

Growing up in Michigan, I began drinking Vernors Ginger Ale as a kid. Especially when I was sick, because word on the Michigan streets was that it would cure what ales you. Heh.

While I was in Michigan last week, I stocked up on the stuff, because it isn't something you can just pick up at 7-Eleven (unless you're in a Michigan 7-Eleven, of course).

In Minneapolis, there was one grocery store that sold six packs of it, but they didn't have diet Vernors, and that's how I drink it.

I can only assume that DC is no different when it comes to depriving me of the soda I dig the most, and now I'm down to my very last 2 liter. After that, it's back to drinking booze.