If you don’t mind sharing your favorite vodka recipe, you can get a, which apparently is a magazine devoted to music. I know, it’s a bit random. The only connection I could make between vodka and music is that whenever I drink plenty of vodka, I want to sing. And boy do I ever!
I’ve also been known to run around pretending I’m a British Spitfire shooting down WWII Luftwaffe planes. This, of course, explains why the number one phrase my friends ever say about me is “Oh great, Goob’s Spitfiring again. I’m not chasing him this time! Somebody wrote his address on his forehead with sharpie, right?”