My friend and I were at some douchey party in some new, too many windows high-rise. He asked if I wanted to hear Jagger. I said, "Sure! I love the Rolling Stones." Turns out he meant that 'Moves Like Jagger' song. Thank goodness for Ketel1.

You're "friend" ? You feeling sorry for someone ?

I meant host of the party asked that to us.

I am currently having strong Australian wine tonight. The first bottle was 15.5% alcohol and the second was 16%. It's cold as fuck here. But, thanks to my wood stove, I have the SteezoBünker t.v. room heated to a toasty 80°.

Red wine. The horror. I got wasted on that shit once and puked several times. The acidity of red wine eating away on my stomach basically left me traumatized. The horror.

You can't just get drunky on red wine. That just makes me fall asleep on the couch after the first bottle. But, I had the last of my opiate pillzes to finish off and needed something to wash them down. I can't socialize without some sort of... catalyst? And now I'm all drunky and don't want to leave the house. Plus it is -5°.

I feel I should do something. Like go out and see people and socialize. But, every time I've been out recently, I've only run into angry people. People who are angry even without me having done anything wrong. It's even more depressing to go out and encounter that.

Solid trip then. Beer was what I thought of when I thought of alcohol. Until recently I noticed that getting drunk on single malt scotch doesn't even come close to the beer-induced headaches I knew. It's still one of the worst drugs out there.

Have you ever tried the old timey, traditional "Boilermaker," where you combine whiskey & beer and then down the whole concoction all at once? I don't have the required ingredients, but I would do that right now if I could.

my tolerance (and appreciation) of red wine has gone up over the years. it's a civilized way to get buzzed at dinner.

Never. And I don't plan to. Whenever I see that shit in some film, it's a reminder. Good beer is okay. Good scotch is fine. It's a waste of taste.

Well, what if it goes well together unexpectedly though? Like...ummm...shooot... some kinda shit that goes with some other shit...sorry, I'm pretty fuckeded up.

The duo one after the other will work out as well without going into odd taste territory.

Yeah that used to be my preferred method. Very drunk very quick. By the way Steez, If I lived somewhere where it got -5 degrees I'd stay pissed too !

I'll be at Hudson Bar and Books here in NYC this evening trying out a Japanese scotch that was recommended to me. Me: Black jeans, black riding boots, long black cashmere wrap sweater.

This actually would present an opportunity to directly post a recent pic of that XPTwitter message. After Leia.

Don't forget the riding crop to keep the waiters timely with drinks.

OK, this is fucked. I just read an article in the local paper about a new sting that cops are running. They're sending undercover police into bars to observe the patrons. When they see someone they think is drunk, they call in uniformed officers to haul you out. So, they're arresting people for being drunk inside a bar. And then they're arresting the servers for serving people too much alcohol.

Not that my ability to drink has been jeopardized but I was wondering if any of you folks had any experience with these sort of devices?

breathable alcohol

The whole concept seems wildly irresponsible what with not being able to purge if you have had too much booze.

That's bullshit, and reminds me of the Ron White bit "Drunk in Public". You ain't drunk in public 'til they toss you out in the street.

They have been doing that in PA for a long time. I once had a friend get pinched because the agent thought the bar had over served him. My buddy had suffered a stroke years earlier and his speech was ALWAYS slurred.

Word to the wise, if there is someone at a bar who appears to be solo and who is not drinking or might only be drinking "disguise" drinks like how a club soda could look like a gin and tonic etc. it's time to switch bars because things can only get ugly.

Our town is small enough that we'd know them all anyway. If they sent a detective or a uniformed cop in plainclothes we would know at all the places I might have a drink. If they took a person in some trouble and sent them in as an informer we'd know that too.

I guess it helps to hang out in "Cheers" type bars where everyone knows each other and the Owners and staff actually get along with the police.

Edit: That works both ways... I have a friend with a business downtown. He got popped for DUI 2nd a month or so ago, along with a DUS. (Yeah, not too smart but he's gay so what do you expect- he's tortured). Anyway, I hear he is riding dirty again to get to his business and it's only a matter of time until the city cops start nailing him unless he buys a new car they don't know.

Drink in your car, not in a bar.

After being in a couple bars that got raided, I look for a baggy jacket w/ odd protrusion (radio for back up).

That is some over the top revenue generation on the part of the police in your town. If not that, then they really want to shut someplace down.

Those are high school rules.

What's DUS?

Driving Under Suspension would be my guess.

yep

OK, the article basically told us how it's going down: 2 plain-clothes cops will come in and order drinks, survey the bar, then if they see anyone drunk they'll make a cell-phone call to another cop waiting outside who will radio in for uniformed police to come in and make the bust. They said people are typically quite angry and ask, "What am I supposed to be doing in a bar beside getting drunk?" I expect this will not last long. Angry Alaskans tend to be quite outspoken.

The thing is, my previous dealings with the Anchorage police while drunk is that they're really cool. The last time I dealt with one was right after Saint Patrick's when I got super loaded and tried to walk home on extremely wet/icy sidewalks. I fell down and almost cracked my head open, floundered around on the ice for a while and then decided I'd just lay there and bleed to death. This cop pulled up and got my story and the only thing I really remember telling him was that his goddamned head was so big that he must be Irish. After that, I think I might have told him about my favorite St. Patrick's Day when I got Ireland & Scotland confused and just started yelling at everyone in a horrible Scottish accent. All I can really remember is an image of the cop doubled over in laughter. He called the meds to check my bleeding head and then dropped me off at my house, which was extremely cool.

The time before that was when my friend picked me up from my house and I was already drunk. We went and had a few more drinks and then drove to another bar and he got pulled over making a turn thru a yellow light. The cops said they smelled alcohol and I was like, "Allow me to answer that! I have been drinking HEAVILY!" They made my friend get out for a field sobriety test and because his leg is kinda fucked up, I rolled the window down and yelled, "He can't do the walky thing!! His leg is all fucked up!" This was also met with laughter and they told me to shut up and then just gave him the finger-follow test on his eyes and told him not to let me drive anywhere. We got spooked, so we just hung out in that bar until they closed. At that point, my car was getting towed but the tow guy was nowhere to be seen. So we figured out the controls, dropped my car, unchained it and drove home.

Maybe I've just had good luck or it might just be if you're cool to the cops, they'll be cool back to you.

Your stream of consciousness is not too bad to read.

^^^ Thanks. I tend to naturally write everything in fairly well-conceived paragraphs. My emails to friends look like essays. Back in school, when you were supposed write papers that included rough drafts, I'd just write the final paper and then go back and make two slightly fucked up versions of it and pass them in as my rough drafts.

I always figured you were kinda bassackards ! :-)

Great tales tho. Funny stuff. I've just given up and laid down to bleed out a couple of times.

lmaoed at the whole thing,especially the big head part.

Me.

Hah...me too. I lost yet another friend yesterday. His funeral is tomorrow. Maybe if we can break the trend of drinking at their deaths/funerals we can start living longer.

My condolences B, but you won't actually live any longer being sober. It will just seems longer.

My alcohol tolerance is lame now. 1 drink and I'm done.

^^^^^Gotta stop drinking the Roofie-tinis.

New drug may keep you sober no matter how much you've had to drink

"Chinese tree extract has long been used as a hangover cure. Now it is being turned into a 'sobriety pill' that could cure alcoholism."

What says Charin?

And I am drinking a Lebatt's 50 that my neighbor gave me. It isn't very good.

The best hang over cure is to smoke a joint and pound a beer.

Add a blow job and nap to that and you are correct.

My boyfriend and I are going to watch New Wave Hookers tonight in Brooklyn. In the theatre! We plan on drinking during the movie.

In a theatre? God, that brings back memories. The ex's stonewashed jeans around her ankles, me 2 fingers deep in her and a greasy balding chap in front of us over twisting his neck because he couldn't decide whether the real pussy a couple of feet away or the celluloid one was going to be his fap of choice. Ah, the cinema.

The original or Eon McGay's Neu Wave Hookers?

Shut the get outta here ^

Scotch. Any fans?

floofin and willie seem to be the scotch crew around here.

This one here, exactly.

Looks good! I like Laphroaig, Lagavulin, and Scapa.

A water main burst (it's -20 C here) so the new place I work at is closed, so me and and another guy who works on the street are gonna get smashed i think.