Today is the Washington City Paper‘s first ever Food Day, meaning that all the paper’s columnists have been sent out into the wild to report on what our people are consuming. Though food and sex are inextricably linked “in the limbic system of the brain” and in “pop culture,” I’m eschewing edibles today. I’ve been tasked with reporting on a less sexy, but more noble, enterprise: daytime boozin’.

You can read my posts over at CP‘s Young and Hungry blog once I get my ass to a bar. In the meantime, let’s get started by reading up on Earl, D.C.’s greatest Erotic Photo Hunter, who manages to get some daytime drinking in between pokes of the Megatouch console.