Even while Monday was still early, one of the teachers walked into the office and said, “LADIES, RESCUE-RITAS ON FRIDAY. MARK YOUR CALENDARS.”  I was like hold it right there.  I’ve got two observations to make: #1.) Anyone planning a drinking outing on Friday before Monday has even pivoted on its half-way point is having a SERIOUSLY BAD Monday.  and #2.) Rescue-Ritas is the coolest portmanteau I’ve ever heard.  In the same way that Liza in East of Eden remained unhassled as she carried around a bottle of wine and a spoon and got sauced all the time with her “medicine,” no one could argue with someone’s need to be Rescued, even if it with salt and a lime.