I just discovered this stuff. Yum! I don't like regular Jack but this shit is good.

You would like Yukon Jack.

Puked on that trash a few times. Then a night w/ a quart of Jim Beam turned me of all colored booze.

Brown liquor brown liquor

She was just someone trying to be fancy. "Ooooh Pier-rott is an excellent rum!" Me: "It's pronounced 'pirate.' See, it even says so on the included info card." This information just seemed to confuse her. I'm betting she'll keep on pronouncing it all fucked up.

Brown Liquor and Solar Cells to Provide Sustainable Electricity

Yeah, I knew this already:

Drinking Alcohol May Significantly Enhance Problem Solving Skills

That reminds me of the Johnny Fever drinking test from WKRP in Cincinnati, when his reflexes got better with every drink.

^^^ My drinking buddy calls me "Fever!" because of that character. Not because of the reflex thing; just based on the personality changes he'd exhibit when he'd start boozing it up.

this is my new favorite way to drink cl...

It's like a milk bottle... Filled with beer...Wrapped in silver...With a mountain on it!

And it says, oor IGH

The mountains are blue man, SUPER COLD!!!!!!

Must be an import. In America, the mountains are purple, with majesty.

Not in Coors, Colorado. I was going to axe if blue meant it was optimum cold.

it does but i'm not sure why you need a measure of cold on a beer that's mostly water.

So when you guys go out boozin', do you start saying "booger" a lot?

I always had the hots for Bailey when I was growing up. Loni was too much of a whore.

I just remembered the booger thingy thanks to you.

Mostly, my friends watch with growing anticipation of me doing something truly horrible. But it almost never happens.

Bailey was a nerd's wet dream.

This dude was a pimp.

Herbert Ruggles Tarlek Jr. He had one of the best lines ever on TV: They were threatening to change the format of the station and all of the DJs and other staff members were freaking out and then he says something to this effect: Hey wait a minute, how is this going to affect ME! I think that one line sums up the human condition better than a library of books on the subject. That was a well written show.

wasn't news radio a total ripoff of that show?.

Yeah, pretty much. But "Friends" was a total rip of "Seinfeld," and "Frasier" was a rip of "Cheers" and "WKRP"

Ooh, Bailey, what a dirty girl you could have been.

Loni was always just enough of a whore for me.

That really was a great show. I love a good ensemble. Aside from a few "special episodes", it was 70's sitcom at its finist.

I'm drinking tonight. The chicks mother died in her home Friday morning after a rough but blessedly short battle with C. Still too long and too painful.

When I got to their house to support the chick the mother was still there, in the house, in the bed, dead. We were waiting on the mortuary to get there. They got there...and everyone stood around waiting for the shitty sister to get there who was supposed to be on her way before they took her. Well, it's true what they say about everything letting loose when you die, and the house has a terrible odor. I step outside to the front walk followed by the mortuary guys. It's a beautiful day and we talk and manage to joke about their jobs and, I guess about mine, and eventually it gets time to look at our watches...bitch still wasn't there.

So I go into the house again and find the chick and she says "we're waiting on the "shitty sister", she's on the way"
I say: "says who?"
she says: "shitty sisters son".
I go to the son: "What did your mother say?"
He: "I didn't talk to her, I talked to her husband."
Me: "And?"
He: "He said he thought he knew where she was and he'd go find her"
Me: "So, no one has talked to shitty sister?"
Four or five people: "No, no one knows where she is."

I go back to the Chick and her Dad in the kitchen. "No one has actually talked to your sister. It's time." Her poor Dad who has lost his mate of 53 years looks at me and says: "Well, if you say so, I guess it's time then."

So I go back out and get the mortuary guys and they are all too happy to go in and get her.

So I've spent the last two days refereeing the most dysfunctional family I've ever seen as the shitty sister showed up about 45 minutes later and was pissed because they'd taken her. Meanwhile my son-in-law and I had already stripped the house of the hospital bed and all the signs of her suffering and illness at the widowers request.

So yeah, I'm drinking for a while tonight. I'll drink tomorrow night too.

Get it done man. And make sure you put "Shitty Sister" in her place so she doesn't try to take over her pop's passing, when that happens.

"You did this, and you didn't do that, and you never.... So I'm gonna...."

Because when there is only one left, it'll be easier for her to rip shit off.

The old man trusted your opinion, that's all that matters.

Thanks. The old man and my wife left me posted up at the house while they went to the mortuary that day to make arrangements. Specific instructions to "watch the master bedroom".

I let them all congregate in the living room while I was outside watching the wife and old man pull off. Then I walked in the house and announced "The Old Man says no one goes in the Master Bedroom until he gets home. He wants it exactly the way they left it". And I closed the door. I saw a few of them eye it over the next few hours but none dared make a play.

Edit to get back on topic: I'm 9 beers into this thing. I'm actually ahead of the curve because I've drank them so fast. I'm at that point I quit while I'm ahead or I try to ride the wave. Because that's exactly what this buzz is doing right now...it's swelling behind me like the perfect wave and I either need to start paddling and get ready to stand up or drink a couple more and wait on the next one.

WKRP is showing on Antenna TV these days. I saw 3 or 4 episodes last week.

Sorry for your family's loss and all that drama B !

Sorry for your loss and the shit that goes with it. It's hard being the voice of reason. Death sucks. Everyone's rational thinking goes out the window. Nature of the beast, I suppose.

Just know you have...well, whatever we are here.

I've got a shitty sister, too. She's been AWOL for maybe 5 years. We hope she's dead

Wine, Pyrat rum, Mount Gay rum that my mom left at the house (I would never buy anything called 'Mount Gay') and then a bunch of Bacardi Diets at the closest bar. The bartender girl there used to hate me because I'd text her after I got drunk to tell her she has a big, juicy fat ass. Now she's just kinda dumpy all around and we're on good terms again so she makes my drinks nice & stiff.

I think I'm developing adults tourettes or something because when I went out to the smoking bench, a girl sitting there happily said, "Oh sit down, there's room for at least 4 people on the bench," and my immediate response was to say, "Not if all 4 of them have a huge can like you do." Pin-drop silence, awkward pause, face-palming myself and then apologizing like crazy.

On the plus side, I left my Jeep parked outside the bar and at noon today when I biked to go get it, all I had was a no-charge warning ticket.

When my grandma was on her death bed with a full rattle going on, my sister decided to take a "Me" day and go to a spa for a facial, nails, hair, etc... I spent the day sponge feeding my grandma sips of water while we waited for her to pass. My sister comes by eventually, enters in a huff and tries to embrace my grandmother who instinctively shoved away.

Taking the kitchen out from work for dinner. Gonna get shittered.

I quit this week cuz my boss is a cunt, but i love that crew.

Hope you find good work after some quality time.

I envy you. I'm so tired of the cunty people I have to deal with. I have absolutely filter anymore when it comes to the institutional numbskullery and all around shit that goes on there.

thanks, c. I am gonna head back out to Los Angeles methinks. My scumbag bosses at the place before wouldn't let us put yankee dollars in our drops when you guys were weak so i just hoarded it all. G, will you be my date agin?
Dinner was amazing. the whole crew came and i got to thank them for all their hard work, and confirmation that the last incident was 100% my boss being a fucking cunt maniac and not me being an asshole was comforting. I got blind fucking drunk and the owner of the joint comped a ton of shit on the bill, which was nice as I grabbed the whole thang.

Has anyone ever had a Blue Moon beer? They have these cool, expensive-looking commercials, but I've never had one and no one else that I know has either. Also, the name "Blue Moon" kinda sounds like a gay bar.

Blue Moon sucks. It was decent about 12-13 years ago before Coors/Miller bought the company.

my friend had them waiting for me both times i went to visit her. i like blue moon.

A few Heineken stars...the locals are having some fun with it...but bless the three-star lager-red birds in the city.

Back to usual.

Isn't Blue Moon the one that tastes like it's mixed with Donald Duck orange juice ? Yuck !

^^^ I guess I should have noticed all the oranges in the ads, but I was distracted by the pretty colors and high production values. As a diabetic, I steer clear of fruit-flavored beers. If it tastes like oranges, they should call it orange ale. But I did see a recipe for desert pizza once and that beer might work well as a replacement for water in the dough.

They even suggest serving the crap with an orange wedge (this is how I see it in bars). No beer that is worth drinking needs to be loused up with anything.

I drank lots of everything last night, but I was keeping myself in control. I was even being a bit of a good Samaritan. For some reason, the bar let in this droopy-faced native woman who had her own sports bottle full of who-knows-what.

And she sits down at the bar and immediately starts trying to sneak her hand over and crab-walk all the bartender's tips away. I caught her, but they still didn't kick her out. She left later own her own, wheeling away a large carry-on bag full of (again) who-knows-what.

Dreamcatchers, most likely.

A new Porter added to my "Beer Belt" Polygamy Porter is surprise-surprise brewed in Salt Lake City, Utah! 4% alcohol with a slightly dry taste of mild coffee beans and a silky dark chocolate finish.

I don't agree with "Why just have one!" because one is more than enough being a full-bodied Porter. Although, it's good enough to possibly make you wanna have five wives and then some

i'd have to be hammered all the time to deal with five wives so i think the label werks.

the bearded jew-christ on the label is something though.

maybe it could be replaced with something like this for those that live outside out of utah?.



or....



waddya think gen?.

Very cool label.

Oh man wasn't that chico traviesos pic? The broccoli spot that is.

Founders brewery has come out with a "breakfast stout." I gotta tell you, its insanely good.

You would have to try to set it up where they police themselves. But you'll probably wind up gutted in your sleep anyway.

I read about a new product coming out that lets you shoot tiny aeresolized shots of alcohol into your mouth for an instant buzz that lasts only about a minute. I figured, since I alread have a Misto aerosol pump for spraying oil, I'd wash it out and fill it with booze to see what happens. Nothing. And it tasted like Bacardi & Olive Oil. But the alcohol did manage to clean it out really good, so it now sprays like it did when it was brand new. I think I already had a little bit of a buzz when I did this experiment, so I might retry it again in the future when fully sober.

@ steezo: That's pretty interesting. Please explain your reasoning. Not a thing? tasted like Bacardi Olive Oil? Tell me more. Since when? What happened to it?