How much beer would it take...?

...for me to smell it when a car passes me by on the street?

This is what I am wondering as I distract myself from worrying about my poor dog's new bout of lameness.

I often smell pot from cars as they pass by my bike, but today a car passed me and it smelled like an old bar you'd find in Superior, Wisconsin.

I can tell you who wasn't drunk: the kick ass woman who passed me on her bike on the way home. She had regular platform pedals on her upright, rattling bike and maintained a steady 18-ish mph pace while smiling with her mouth closed and not breathing hard (and maybe not even sweating). I tried catching up to her a few times to see whether she was real (or had some electronic assist feature), but was going too slowly and also didn't want to run a stoplight.

I hope she was the real deal. I liked watching her pass people.