I just spent a nice night outdoors drinking some frozen margaritas at my favorite solar-powered NYC watering hole, Habana Outpost. Which made a headline that I ran across today doubly disturbing:


I was fully prepared to make some personal sacrifices for our embattled planet’s health (as you know, we’re not all that pumped about the Bush administration’s hype of ethanol), but this hit a little too close for comfort. I guess it’s good that I’m a bourbon drinker first and foremost. —John Mahoney