Martini Madness

Man. I want to participate in an 80-martini lunch. It sounds like some sort of ordeal—you know, if you survive, you're stronger for it. If you succumb to alcohol poisoning...well, what a way to go! Oh, and this article just furthers my assertion that vodka simply doesn't belong in a martini. I love the description of today's confused drinkers as “a generation lobotomized by vodka.” So true....

Vive le gin!