Booze, Women, and Football: Reassuring My Manhood

In anticipation of the Super Bowl I went out and bought a sixer of Old Milwaukee and designated it "Super Bowl Beer." DO NOT TOUCH. I know the Big Game isn't for another week-and-a-half, but I couldn't wait. Whatever else might occur during that day, the beer situation will be taken care of.

The real challenge, of course, will be summoning the self-control to sit on that beer for 10 days. No drinky.

And why Old Milwaukee? Proximity-wise it's the closest in-stock thing I could find to Green Bay booze. One-hundred-and-twenty miles ain't bad.

They've got some sort of special edition pin-up girl can design, so if you're put off by the piss taste, all is not lost.

I wonder which of these vintage ladies now actually refers to themselves as Old Milwaukee.
So anyway, uh, collect them all. Especially if you're the kind of person who collects beer cans with women on them. Man, I hope you're not the kind of person who collects beer cans with women on them.

Speaking of classy vintage things (and women, of course), Martina Topley-Bird has one of those sweet classy vintage voices suitable for lounges, lounging, and lazing. She has been featuring on various other artist's work, including the Gorillaz and Massive Attack, so maybe you've heard her soft passionate crooning without even realizing. I like it.

So kick back, spin some Topley-Bird, crack open a can covered with artwork of minimally-clothed ladies modeled after women who are now old and dead, and consider carefully how much cash you're going to lose when you put your money on the Pittsburgh Steelers.

Martina Topley-Bird - "Poison" (via Insound.com)