One has the feeling that Crick drank civilized G&Ts, but Watson drank whatever he could get a nearby female to drink, so as to lure her to enter under his most unpleasant control.

On another matter, while I would not go quite so far as to genuflect before Umbra Fisk, I share Jill Brooks's profound respect.  The problem with praising Umbra, of course, is that the more one praises her, the quicker comes the day when she is snatched away from Grist by the Washington Post.

As for vibrating beds: No, I never did it on a vibrating bed.  And though the idea is vaguely interesting, I think this is one of Life's many experiences that I will not mind having missed.

Another option-just squeeze the lime wedge into your beer and toss (or compost) the lime itself. You'll still get the refreshing limey goodness in your cerveza, and you won't have to worry about the rind sitting in your bottle, complete with pesticides and bartender's fingerprints. I've worked at several bars in my day, and many times the citrus doesn't get washed and I don't think Applebees is buying organic yet.

give the bottle a hefty flick, like you're going to throw it, but hold on.  lime should fly out the top.