Last night, at the Peabody
, I beat the reigning SEC record holder in career three-pointers (made and attempted) in a limbo contest for naming rights to one of the few man-tinis in the bunch, "the Dirty Duck,"which, if it's not, should be the bar's flagship martini.
After he lost, Bradley pulled out the typical limbo-loser's excuse: "That kid was double-jointed." Of course, we all know I'm not. He's just been in radio a little too long.
More limboing and martini cavorting here
Rock Candy's weekly moment of self-aggrandizement: Go order the Lindsey Millar "Dirty Duck" Martini at the Peabody and report back.