By Mark La Monica
One of the appreciated perks of this gig is free junk. Some is readily attainable. Some requires an invitation. Some just fall into your lap.
Lounging in a lounge area near the Moet & Chandon booth (one of those free things that requires an invite), a promotional gal asked me if I wanted a little jar of mints with caffeine in them.
"Oh, gladly," I said.
Bawls Mints. High caffeine guarana candy. Hey, free junk is free junk.
I popped the little blue pill in my mouth. You think Altoids are "curiously strong?" These things are four cans of Red Bull on steroids packed into one little pill. I'm willing to wager a few scheckels that if an athlete took one of these mints, they would fail at least seven drug tests.