"Gin isn't really a drink--it's more of a mascara thinner."--Dylan Moran, (Monster)

It's snowing, it's fucking cold, and both battery packs for the tool set have run out of power. Alternating between using the drill (battery #1) and the saw (battery #2) means that I have to wait around 2 hours for the batteries to charge. I will not be staring this mess again at 10:30pm. I've vacuumed, put away the sawhorses, coiled up the cords, and walked the dog.

And now, I'm going to get drunk and not mess with power tools.

"...[S]ubjects consistently reported that the more expensive wines tasted better, even when they were actually identical to cheaper wines." (Via aldaily.)

(This reminds me of P&T:BS!'s bottled water shenanigans at Tavern on the Green. Patrons were offered a selection of gourmet bottled waters, all of which actually came from a garden hose out back. Despite the identical nature of the offerings, the patrons critiqued them in detail and expressed preferences for particular varieties. However, I do not recall price being a factor.)