Oh, it's just such nasty stuff, too! And the carbonation rushes it right to your head. The very thought is making me queasy.

I have to tell you, though, nobody can drink like my former coworker and her husband. They have a good 20+ years on us, and we can't even come CLOSE to keeping up with them. The first time we went out with them was to dinner and a Beach Boys concert. We drank martinis with dinner, brandy and Amaretto with dessert, then beer at the concert. After the concert, we went to a local bar and had some more vodka. They then decided that it was silly to keep drinking in a bar when they had tons of booze at their place. We went back to their house (this was after about 5 hours) and started drinking vodka gimlets. At about 3:00 in the morning, after I adopted my superhero nickname of Vodka Gimlet Girl, I told my husband that I either had to go home or I would vomit on their kitchen table. We finally parted company.

Although I didn't get sick, I was immobile for at least the next 24 hours. In the meantime, she showed up at work fresh as a daisy.