Normally, bartenders get pissed when people pay for drinks with fists full of change. Sure, you can buy booze with the change festering at the bottom of your bag. It just usually involves plunking down a stack of nickels and dimes in the Plexiglas window at a bodega. Sitting on

  A penny saved is a beer undrunk tonight, which misleadingly paints Ben Franklin in the ugly light of  the big sopping wet blanket.  Too bad he is a huge baller, rocking hard-partying synapses to come up with incredible discoveries and inventions like the Franklin Stove, which doubled heat output

Sometimes when I’m eating or drinking free things  I feel a slight prick of guilt.  Usually, it’s nothing a quick cognitive pummeling can’t beat into submission.   I’m not talking about big catered events or hand outs from big brand  sponsors.  Hell, I’ll water the plants with Stoli O (not really,