Some days.

Some days, you're done with a frigid office and four walls between you and the sound of, well, anything.

Some days, you're tired of your cannibalistic chickens.

Some days, you need a Franzi, Paul Simon, and a porch.

Cheers.

"F**k it.  I'm gonna build a fetish costume for my chicken."
Serves one (or many, as needed).


Ingredients:
One (or many) Franziskaner Weissbier, cold
One porch, warm and spattered with sunlight
One Paul Simon album, preferably Graceland

Directions:
Sit on porch.
Pour beer into attractive glass of your choosing.
Start album.

Walk on.