Friday

Nothing says "Merry Christmas" like a Pabst. Or at least six Pabsts.

BYCU

I'd heard years ago that you weren't allowed to mail booze through the U.S. Post Office, but I thought it was just an old lawyer's wives tale, like the one that says people on bikes are subject to all the same traffic rules as car drivers. I run into such things all the time, but in this case, it looks like it's true, since lawmakers are looking to rescind the ban in order to help keep the Post Office in the black. I say, "yeah." FedEx delivers booze. Why not the USPO? Regular TDE readers know I loathe the federal government, but of all the branches, I mind the Post Office the least. For such a monstrosity of an institution, they (in my experience) do a pretty decent job.

That's it for blogging today. My apologies for the one-story-and-out approach this week. The holiday blitz is in full swing around my house. I'm lucky if I have time to get drunk, much less write about getting drunk.

I hope your holidays are going well.