Or August 21, or October 21. It’s kind of like International Procrastination Day or International Doobie Day.
Whatev, dude!
Just to keep things on the up and up, I will be commemorating International Rum Week next week in Barbados.
BTW: We burned the house and all our belongings. The Dodge Magnum Hemi Station Wagon was totaled in a massive collision with a rogue tobacco wagon.
I am taking our Smart and my Maker’s Mark kayak with us.
The dogs have not been fed, wormed, or vaccinated. I have mistreated them horribly so they are vicious and hate the sight of anything with hands and arms.
There is nothing left of our homestead – so unless you have a real hankerin’ for some burned up bluegrass sod, that’s about all that is left to steal. Just move along you pirates, there be better bounty at the neighbors.
I have been honing my skills as a Rum Drinker in preparation. Dulling the Bourbon buds if you will. I’m finding a sincere appreciation for my creation, the Sierra Mist Sister Twister (four of these and you’ll be looking at nuns a whole new way):
In a 24 ounce souvenir cup…
- 12 ounce can of Diet Sierra Mist Cranberry
- 4 ounces of pineapple juice
- 11 ice cubes
- Cheapo rum to the top
My rum of choice in Barbados will be the bottle in front of me – remember: I would rather have a free bottle in front of me than a pre-frontal lobotomy.
I will be tasting the Mahiki brand since
The taste is medium weight in flavours, with vanilla, baked banana and sweet raisin with a long and sweet finish.
This long aged rum uses a blend of pot and column distilled rums to ensure it has a long and sweet finish.
It has then been aged in Bourbon and Madeira casks in order to create a full-bodied rum which can be enjoyed on its own, with a mixer or as a more elaborate cocktail.
Barbados is the home of Mount Gay rum and I will fulfill my duties as a Kentucky Colonel to check their distillery and dutifully scoff at their methods and proclaim
Hey Bubba! Watch This! I’m drinking Gay rum!
…as I chug their finest rum with nary a whisper of a breath as it goes down my gullet. Rum is only 40 proof! Kiddy drinks with umbrellas!






