You can't buy alcohol in Georgia on Sundays.
You can go to a bar or restaurant and order it, you just can't buy a bottle of it to take home.
It's the law.
Sunday is the Lord's day as far as the Georgia legislature is concerned.
You know, because we've got that 'separation of church and state' thing NAILED here.
Though we live in a deep blue pocket, Georgia is a red, red state.
It's rumored that this year the Georgia legislature will introduce a bill to lift the ban on Sunday alcohol sales.
K has been busily imagining how entertaining he'll find the arguments the new bill will likely incite at the Capitol.
He envisions protesters storming the Capitol with signs demanding the Sunday alcohol ban stay in place.
He thinks it would be fun to join their ranks, wave a sign and scream about how it should be illegal to buy alcohol EVERY day of the week.
"PROHIBITION NOW!! PROHIBITION NOW!!"K amused himself plotting the fun he could have acting like a wacko with a radical stance on the issue.
I laughed with him but I know he won't actually do it.
As I have mentioned before, K's decision making process is as slow as the shifting of the tectonic plates.
He won't be able to attend any protest rallies because he'll be too busy deciding whether his sign should say: