Beau Dough? You must be in Boise...

Ah, Boise.  Home of the blue football field, good radio stations, and actual civilization.  Whenever my work takes me to Boise, I enjoy it.

Why?  It's everything Eastern Idaho isn't.  There are PEOPLE here.  People with opinions that differ.  People that think for themselves.

Actual bars and nightclubs that are more than just bad karaoke hangouts with a pool table...

And best of all, mormons are in the minority again.  The LDS that are in Boise are laid back and normal, instead of "you're different so there's something wrong with you..."

Yes, Boise is where I would like to live, if I were to stay in Idaho long-term.  It feels more like 'home' than Eastern Idaho.  But there are always cons when you have so many pros...

The freeways in Boise are perpetually under construction.  People manage better than California drivers, but Boise is the only city in Idaho that has traffic jams.  If you get on a main street around 5pm, or on any of the freeways, you better be comfortable and have an empty bladder.  This isn't like Idaho Falls where 40 miles away means you'll be there in 40 minutes or less...

The slang in this town drive me insane... You're not in Downtown Boise, you're in BoDo (pronounced Beau Dough...).  It's like a mix of alternative hipsters and white kids trying to act street.  The nightlife is better than average, but you still have a lot of pretentious prats trying to style and look "freezy."

Fatty's Bar is fun though.  What's missing is a nice jazz bar with a live band.  A great club that would do well in Boise is the Hip Kitty in Claremont, Ca.  Maybe if I make millions selling my stuff, I'll retire and open up a place like that...

Dudes in bicycles are everywhere as well.  After listening to the radio stations in town, I discovered Two Wheels by Wax is the unofficial song for Boise residents in their 20's.  Lyrics include "I don't give a fuck about a DUI" and "Two wheels is the way I ride."  Here's the video, so you can see what the Boise trendsetters are trying to emulate.

So Boise has it's advantages and disadvantages.  If California isn't in my cards anymore, I'd probably settle for moving to Boise.  I think the pros outweigh the cons, and it would be nice to be able to go to football games again, even if it is college ball.... and on a blue football field...

Oh well.  At least they have Carl's Jr in Boise.  I missed my Western Bacon Cheeseburgers...

Alcoholic Capri-Sun Drinks for Grown-Ups? Rock On!

When I was a child, Capri-Sun drinks were a coveted treat.  They weren't too different from your run of the mill juice boxes, except they weren't boxes.  They were these cool squishy foil pouches.

Something about being different made them stand out, and all the cool kids were seen with these instead of boxes.

You also had to have had some amount of skill to get the straw in the pouch without fucking things up.  It wasn't just a game of "find the hole and stick it in" like the normal juice boxes.  This one was at a funny angle, and took finesse...

(ladies, read into that as much as you like... don't hold back... need a second to collect yourself?  I'll wait...)

As an adult, I have had Capri Sun's from time to time, and I still love the look and the 'different' aspect.  Often times I have wondered "Why don't they make these for grown ups?  Maybe drinks with more adult tastes?"

"WHAT ABOUT AN ALCOHOLIC CAPRI SUN???"

And then I found them at the local Walmart (I know, I know...)  They are Daily's frozen wine-cooler pouches, and come in flavors like Mojito, Spiked Lemonade, Strawberry Daiquiri, Margarita and others.

They're 5% alcohol, and they were about $2 each.  The price you'd pay if you were buying a can of beer at the liquor store, so it works out nicely.

And bonus, they're in those little squishy foil pouches.  They're bigger than a Capri Sun (10oz) but that just means they're "Adult Size."

They're supposed to be frozen and used as a slush.  But I say fuck that.  Stick them in a fridge, put them in a cooler when picnicking or camping, and enjoy them just like the old skool juice boxes.

The only problem is no hole for the straw.  Since I'm using them in an unintended way, it's no surprise.  But fear not!  A knife or a pair of scissors will take care of that problem.  From there, just grab a straw and go to town.

Yes, I'm drinking wine coolers.  But you know what?  They're Capri-motherfucking-Sun grown up wine coolers, dammit.  I think they're awesome, and I'll be packing these on my next camping getaway.

Sometimes it's fun to be a kid.  Sometimes it's fun to be an adult.  Every now and then, you get to do both, and it's awesome.