But the last time I did drive myself to the Lounge was on a spooky October night about a year ago and, after only two shots of think-a-hol and a single bubbly chaser, this is what I saw in my rearview mirror on the way home.
So, now I walk to Think-A-Holic Lounge most of the time, even though the chances of being abducted by unfriendly aliens are a lot higher on the sidewalk than in a vehicle.