There is little else in the world into which I put more thought than food and drink. Thus, my rather rotund physique. Still can't decide about tomorrow, though. Might forego the food entirely, although that low-country boil sho' do sound good (Georgia Domer, ever been to the Crab Shack on Tybee--"where the elite eat in their bare feet"?).
Got to get up early and go to Sam's to pick up stuff for tomorrow night's gathering at the house. Right now, thinking that getting back in time for a giant-sized Absolut Peppar bloody mary to start the day (pre-game party) might be good. Then, although I am typically a scotch man, I might break open the unopened bottle of RedBreast Irish (which, although I am not a big fan of Irish Whiskey, comes recommended to me as the very best of that genre) that I have down on my bar in "Nanker'sWorld" where I'll be watching the game. If I finish that, food might be optional. However, I guess all this could change depending on who all shows up, and what condition my condition is in tomorrow. Whatever, it is going to ONE GREAT DAY! GO IRISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gonna be hard to sleep tonight.