This Labor Day, whether you stay in town, travel to a relaxing shoreline hamlet, or jet off to Amsterdam to pull an Eiffel Tower on a couple of Canadian exchange students looking to make some (fun) mistakes, you’re gonna want to drink your face off.
The song, “Alcohol” by the jumpin’ gypsies of Gogol Bordello has been in heavy rotation here at our palatial home offices. I suggest you check it out when you have a chace, reflect on the lyrics, and make a hearty toast. (Note to Thriller - speech!)
