Because it seems rather appropriate, in light of certain observations made over the course of Saturday evening:


Bacardi 151
Congratulations! You're 134 proof, with specific scores in beer (80), wine (83), and liquor (95).
All right. No more messing around. Your knowledge of alcohol is so high that you have drinking and getting plastered down to a science. Sure, you could get wasted drinking beer, but who needs all those trips to the bathroom? You head straight for the bar and pick up that which is most efficient.



How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 70% on proof
You scored higher than 91% on beer index
You scored higher than 89% on wine index
You scored higher than 96% on liquor index
The Alcohol Knowledge Test written by hoppersplit on Ok Cupid



And I would like to state, for the record, that this result is entirely a product of book-larnin': don't drink, never have, can't even stand the smell of the stuff, but nevertheless find myself driven into the 641 shelves on occasion for the sake of lending some verisimilitude to my characters who do partake. Gotta love that memory for text.



Will speak later at more length about the night's excursion over to see [livejournal.com profile] febrile's dramatic turn as "stagehand not appearing in this play", if I can ever stop giggling about the guy dressed as a leprechaun who was standing outside the bar next door to the theater, armed with a fistful of green mardi-gras beads and a distinctly surly attitude about the prospect of getting anyone to show him their tits in this weather.
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