This weekend, at Chateau de Skotak, I drank a lot of Fresca. I recall my step-sister pushing Fresca on me as a kid, and I didn’t like it.
But now — hoo-boy! — the Fresca’s good. Fresca is good chilled, in the can; it’s good on ice; it’s good with Tito’s.
Also, I finally bought a DvD player.
That is all.