This is a thing, y’all:
It’s a single-serving wine. But it’s in a pudding cup with a foil top because apparently screw tops are too classy now. I got it for 99 cents at the gas station. All of this is true.
Also, it’s not quite as good as Boone’s Fine Apple Wine, but I still like it because it’s very tiny and I can sneak it into movies and meetings with the principal. It’s also nice because “Copa” is Italian for “cope” and that’s what wine is for. I’m not sure if that last one is true, but if I was saying “cope” in Italian that’s how I would say it.
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In unrelated news, it’s time for the weekly wrap up.
What you missed in my shop (tentatively called “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
What you missed on the internets:
- I made it to the finals! And now voting starts all over again. Again. (It’s almost over, I swear.)
- Indigo Books named Let’s Pretend This Never Happened as the third best book of the year. I may have screamed a little. You should probably buy one for everyone you’ve ever known.
- Kick-ass stuff I pinned.
This week on shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
- The unicorn curse
- My friend Kim sings this. It’s awesome. And slightly creepy. Which is the best combination, really.
This week’s wrap-up is sponsored by MORANTHOLOGY (On Sale Nov. 6), a hilarious, insightful collection of Moran’s London Times columns that confirms her status as
“the UK’s answer to Tina Fey, Chelsea Handler, and Lena Dunham all rolled
into one” (Marie Claire). Also, “she is a total bad-ass” (me).