Day 417

Friday | April 19th, 2013


The nights will end, if not careful with Commander Vodka. Even if you begin a night on quality spirits or even spirits of average processing (like say Absolut Vanilla), if Commander is added to the mix at any time in that night, your day will be gone like the wind in the Doldrums. Now, special to the drinkers in Korea, comes another less than 10,000 won bottle of liquid brain-rape, Prince Igor (top). Prince Igor is attempting to upend the low-end, bottom of the gutter vodka market and Commander’s genericist labeling scheme with a touch of faux class and cursive. But the backers and importers of Prince Igor don’t know, removing the Commander brand (they make horrendous gin and rum as well) would be like removing nationalism from Japan, Christians from Korea, or the 100 hour work week from China.

Commander is here to stay and I’ll have the misfortune of poor, drunkenly judgment to see it dropped into my future glass for many years to yet. Prince Igor on the other hand, will go the way of Pop Rocks in the 80s—there for a moment of time, then banned because they put some kid in the hospital.


Made it to my chard today. Ate two plates before gorging myself of tater tots that somehow tasted quite miraculously, like beer. Then there it was off to Homeplus where the plotting of Prince Igor was reveled. I picked up a new toothbrush (anything to avert another Teethmare) and a box of assorted cookies from the bakery (oatmeal, chocolate chip, and sugar). Then I watched GD and BL talk about and price beers for like a millennia before helping GD carry Twitchy’s weight in assorted beer to the car. When finally dropped off in my neighborhood with my cookies, I took some pretty pictures (above).

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