I really, really like ginger apple cider. Just wanted to throw that out there. My boss is building a new Google Campus type high-tech building in town, and there are some high-end bars and restaurants going into it. One of them has their own brewery, and dropped off some samples of their new, in-house apple cider. I scored a flat of the stuff, and it had (and I mean "had") 6 ginger apple ciders in it. They score out at about 7.5% HOLY FUCKBALLS... they are better than a ZJ from Abernetta... I have a new favourite summer drink.
Sounds amazing. I just discovered Ace Pineapple Cider and if you can get your hands on some, I highly recommend it.
Withdraws are horrible though. Ever gone down the list of potential side effects and been like "who the fuck gets explosive diarrhea and hallucinations off Advil?" Yeah I'm the reason those things are on there. Chances are, if there's a horrible and potentially humorous side effect to be had from even a benign med, I'm gonna be the unlucky one son of a bitch out of 2.5 million who gets it.
When my twin was in the hospital for his last brain surgery he had really bad hiccups after the operation. One of the nurses to use a med to cure them. I think she used Haldol. That med is normally used as an anti-psychotic. My brother lost his shit after he was given it and started trying to rip out IV's and said he was leaving the hospital, he had to be strapped down. I don't think that nurse tried that again.
I was one of the first people ever to try that new zipline ride at Niagara Falls. It launches you from the Canadian observation deck and you land at the base of Nikola Tesla's original hydroelectric plant. You fall almost twenty stories into the gorge. Best fifty bucks you'll spend there (or $40 U.S.).
Moscow is just brimming with beautiful women with a strong preference for short hemlines and tall shoes. It's a shame about whatever wasting illness kills most of them before they reach 35, though. At least, I assume that's what happens.
Have I mentioned my endless hate for all things Russian? Ok. I guess not. I hate Russians. I have never met a Russian that lived there til they were 10 that wasn't a complete douchebag. God, I hate Russians. I would have nuked their asses before the Rosenbergs had a chance to give them the bomb. Fuckers.
You, sir, have no basis for that comparison. Don't insult my skills. Well I survived the weekend. My only injury being a stupid looking sunburn on top of my legs because I sprayed the sunscreen when I was standing up and then proceeded to kick my feet up and where my shorts rode up I have a nice inch of bright red sunburn. My shoulders are a little red but not too bad. I made friends with a kid who guessed my age at 23. If you want to be my new best friend when I'm drunk just lie to me and tell me I look younger than I am. Overall it was a fun time. I should have taken today off of work.
I left the wedding early on Saturday but my husband stuck it out to the end. Apparently the bride stayed sober, and thank goodness, because she ended up driving all over town at 3 in the morning with the groom and my husband, looking for her drunk cousin, who they finally found passed out in a puddle of urine and vomit in the hall of his apartment building, being "tended to" by a neighbour who "wasn't sure if he lived here or not, but he looked like he wanted company".
So my all time fav alcoholic drink is the original dry Strongbow. As of a few years ago, Strongbow pushed their Strongbow Golden Apple everywhere so 95% of the time you see "Strongbow" on a menu in the US, its the Golden Apple, which is ok, but just much sweeter. So whenever I'm back in Europe I'm sure to drink the good stuff, the nectar of the Gods. I had it all over Greece, then returned to London for the last leg before I came back to the US and was meeting my sister and her friend who lived in London at a pub for the Euro final. Had them order me a Strongbow as I was on my way. What appeared was a giant purplish concotion which I came to know as Strongbow Dark Fruit. My god it was a sugary mess. Reminded me of Asia where every cider seemingly had 5 diff fruits in it.
They make the visa process a fucking nightmare. Apparently the bureaucrats hate everyone. That said, we met quite a few Russians who were pretty decent people. Certainly nicer than the Chinese. There's a fairly strong representation from the contingent that (men and women) look like Jersey shore cast-offs with VD, but I had to keep reminding myself not to stare at the hundreds of stunning women between 18-35 (okay, let's be honest, 16-35). And then I had to remind myself not to stare at the hundreds of Jabba the Hut look-alikes over 35. It was pretty weird.
How about some funny Russian facts, like how until very recently beer was classified as a soft drink there because its alcohol content wasn't worthy enough for their government to consider it "real" booze?