I'm gonna just answer in human English. It turns out there may be a more effective way of doing this. I remembered that I have a small glucose sprayer to treat hypoglycemia, so I read the instructions for that. It recommends spraying towards the inside of the cheeks so the solution is absorbed thru the skin. I might try that with booze later. Under the tongue would probably also work. My reasoning is that sometimes I want a quick buzz but don't want to get wasted.

I endorse this experiment but it's worthless unless you undertake it stone cold sober. Not even buzzed. Otherwise you won't be able to properly calibrate the gradations of drunkenness and the number of blasts it'll take to get to each step.

I realize it's a sacrifice, but it's for science.

Not happening tonight. I'm currently weaning myself off of booze with a 12-pack of Bud Light Platinum. I'll try some aeroslized cheek shots tomorrow or Sunday and report back, chief.

I'd imagine the alcohol is concentrated. Or some different formulation. The drunk for a minute just seems weird. Why not do whippets?

Got a 12 pack of Teh champagne of beers (where you at, K1ng?) while in Americaland this afternoon. Can't wait to crack one on my beautiful patio.

last week i mixed half a glass of pomegranite juice with sangria soda and it was fucking good.im guessing the results would be the same with normal sangria.we got a big jug too but im out of pom juice at the moment.

My bff got a new car, so we celebrated at Senior Fred's. I had the mahi tacos and salad; he had some beef thing. Then I had 3 Jameson on thr rocks with another friend at Bar Lubitsch. Been to Bar Lubitsch many times but tonight and i'm used to it's eastern euro dive bar theme, but tonight i just noticed the poster of four burlesque legs made into a swastika. i hope i can make it to gym time tmrw at 8am and work at 10am.

http://www.yelp.com/biz/señor-fred-sherman-oaks-2#query:senior%20freds

http://www.yelp.com/biz/bar-lubitsch-west-hollywood

glad i didnt drive. fuck that

Campari and soda at SFO airport.

cracking a Miller as we speak. Walking my house guest then shenanigans.

I'ze drinksing. Oh yes I am.

No offense BabyG, but that seems redundant.

Planning some time at the Del, drinkin' while I'm doing it, no worries.

thats the only way to roll willie...

speaking of which.. spent the afternoon putting a shine on this bad motherfucker...

I'd rather see more pics of the woods than a Ford.

get your own wood...#idontgothatway




i'm pretty sure this car is the basis for face-fucking though. you really need to drive one. it's fucken primitive.

No deal. Unless it comes with a retractable cage construction for the passenger seat for easy and dependable whore crashing.

you watched death proof yesterday didn't ya?.

It was a while ago. It is no 911.

Frucking bartender fucking cut me off after just a couple of drinks even though I wsn't even all that drunk. I think it's because she just hates me.

i don't think the film was meant glorify terrorism..maybe promote feminism..maybe?. but if you haven't seen it in awhile i guess you could get confused.

and yeah...we're going to need a cell phone pic of this hatin whore bartender steezo. sure we're all drunk perverts but getting the boot before you've sexually harassed a fellow patron or puked on your shoes is fucken bullshit. let the games begin i say...

There was none of that going on, although I do remember gently caressing some blonde's back out in front of the bar. And I burnt a huge cigarette hole in the middle of my favorite t-shirt. I think taking a pic of the bartender would get me instantly 86'ed. She used to be cute and have a great ass, but now she just keeps getting bigger and dumpier looking.

that's fine... be that way. but just remember...you're empowering this cunt and the next time it happens i'll be here. waiting.

Nice ride, Lou. My cousin has a late 90's Saleen and that thing is a blast to drive. Racing seats and harnesses, roll cage and a huge fire extinguisher are about the extent of the interior.

A 5.0 is a sweet ride. With the GT500 coming out maybe you should have waited though. I don't know how Pipe could do a comparison if he's never driven either 5.0 or 911.

yeah thanks...it's an upgradable toy that replaces the boat we used to have and it gives me a reason to squirrel money away and shop clandestinely for superchargers, exhaust manifolds, and chip setups. i've got my eyes on a shop in mass. that can werk it up near 600hp. that's all i really need.

and i guess i didn't use my pd filter and realize his secondary witticism. yes a 911 would be fun and i think he's german so he's repping the homeland. the german engineering is all good with me so i don't have any shit to talk there.

I do not represent Germany in any way, trust me. The 911 thing might tell Lou something. Maybe not. I just think it is a beautifully designed car and stylistically very different from what he has now.

911's are fucken hot... no doubt. any porsche is all good and i think our jasonh might even have one at his disposal based on his avatar.

back on topic... at least..and that is the very fucken minimum, yes?.
6 gallons of coors light this weekend. i could be wrong and if i am i'm betting it breaks on the plus side of that assessment. we'll see what the returnables add up to. a keg is 7 gallons isn't it?.

12 oz / can, 24 cans in a case 288 oz/ case

128 oz in gal 2.25 gal in a case

that would be about 3 cases in 7 gallons.

gotta be much more than 7 in a keg.

Shoulda just googled to start, but I got on a math run:

Keg Specifications for
U.S. 1/2 Barrel (Standard Keg)

12 oz. Case Equivalent = 6.8 Cases
12 oz./can or bottle Servings= 165
16 oz./pint servings= 124

Other Dimensions of a Keg of Beer.
Full Keg Weight = 160.5 Pounds
Empty Keg Weight = 29.7 Pounds
Beer Weight = 130.8 Pounds

Height of Keg = 23.3 Inches
Diameter of Keg = 16.0 - 17.0 Inches

Contents in Gallons = 15.5 Gallons
Contents in Liters = 58.7 Liters


P.S. This weekend was Coors Light weather. Really needed to stay hydrated.

Jerky obviously is not drinking tonight.

he's a little more responsible than some of us.

I meant to imply that he is tweaking out on something else if he does the XPT addict posting thing. Alcohol is pretty bad though.

I drink so little lately that I am ashamed of my self, drinking meaning more than 3-4 beers. I guess I am down to once every 2 or 3 weeks now. I'm not trying to avoid it, it's just how it goes. And I tell you what, I am itching for a fall down binge. They are very cleansing.

Wait. Is the question how many kegs will fit in a 911?

Went golfin', drinking pinches of Jack out of my flask and washing it down with Miller Lite. I remembered how to hit my irons, the woods, not so much. Drink never helps either.

I had Templeton Rye Whiskey recently, made in Iowa of all places. It was supposedly Capone's favorite dram, though I suspect that's just some marketing shite. Not a bad pour, it's definitely rye all day and night, but a good smooth cocktail on the rocks.

My next car will be an 911. I've always wanted one, and it's time is coming.

Where you hitting the links these days Floofinberg? I can't do scotch on the track any more. Last weekend at McCormick Ranch (pine), a guy in our group smuggled a gallon of sangria. We quit after the front 9.

I've got a hookup at a tits CC course out in FH. Stormed into the lead with 6 dots on the card, then the booze took over & came in last 10:9:6. Hate losin' but the swing is starting to resemble something respectable after a few months of absolute shit play.

Tonight I am drinking Trader Joe's "Rare Red" wine blend 'o the month, a fantastic value at $7! Compares favorably to "Apothic Red" and Coppola's "Rosso".

Fuxking 300,000 people in town and who's waiting at the back of the checkout line in the grocery store when I walk up? Man, I have some weird coincidences sometimes. I just turned and walked to the next, much busier line. Which moved 3X's faster than her line so I breezed out ahead of her with no words spoken between us. Just a few minutes of ice cold silence.

"Vigilance" 2009 Cabernet Sauvignon, with pizza. Not an ideal pairing, but did the trick. It was a buy 1 ($20) get another for $.05 at Bevmo. Big, oak, a touch of dirt. Yummy

Black and Tans at Rock & Reilly's Irish Pub on the Sunset Strip. Cheapish for that area of Los Angeles.

My first visit and it has a decent looking crowd. In this part of town, even the most diviest of places has the attractive LA crowd. If this was in another city (or even 10 miles out of LA) the crowd would be fat and fugly at a place like this.

They seemed to be a bit 'irish' with the Guinness, next time I will try one of their other drafts.

For you Entourage fans, I saw Jerry Ferrara aka Turtle there hanging out with some friends.

Rum and diet coke before bed last night.

was he drinking avion tequila?.
he's probably a decent person but that character Turtle was fucken awful. of course...so was the entire last season of that show.

Martinis and Manhattans so far...

Last night was martinis, merlot, flights of Patron, gibsons, and Bushmills. Long night. (Gunker did not have any fucking Merlot!!!)

~ Gunker's Girlfriend

It was very crowded and noisy and didn't see what he was drinking. He has keep the weight off like everyone saw in last season. And I completely agree with you about the last season. They knew it was the last and simply phoned it in. I am surprised they didn't add a "cousin Oliver" in it. They tried with that Dominick guy a couple of times throughout the series and it didn't seem to gain any traction.

i love exotic beers. i enjoy trying new ones and just based on cool packaging alone, my predictions about how awesome they taste are usually right.

but right now i'm drinking a stella. my good ole stand-by.

I drank all day, now I have a same day hangover. No bueno.

For me, the walking hangover leads to a migraine and vomit.

Wrestling shows that serve shots of Jagermeister are bad. I am very hungover. Can't wait to check out the pics I took and piece the evening back together.

Started drinking rum at 3pm yesterday while watching a ballgame. Dozed off and woke up at 9pm all bright-eyed, thinking that I'd slept thru the whole night and that it was morning. Then at 10pm when I was about to make breakfast, I realized it was getting darker outside instead of lighter. So I started drinking again and repeated the process and now it really is 9am.

I'm guessing that's a frequent occurrence in Alaska, and not just with you.

Originally, I said "problem," but, upon review, I decided that's really not a problem.

It happens a lot more in the winter. The sun will set at 3:45pm and you'll doze off and wake up at 7pm thinking it's morning. Either way, it's the same feeling. "Aww shit. Now what do I do?" Drinking is the usual answer.

That's because, usually, it's the best answer.