My 20-year-old intern Jane says that everyone should drink for her. She works 50 hours a week and can’t even enjoy a happy hour.
I remember being 20. I would chase a bottle of Strawberry Hill Boone’s Farm with a Zima. And I still thought I was cool. Live and learn.
I’ll drink to that! Right after I get back my poor test, do a few hours of homework, and attempt to balance my empty checkbook.
When I was a kid, the ABC wasn’t so strict and we could easily sneak into just about any bar on Bardstown Road. Nowadays I don’t know what the kids out there do…