The worst part of that pic is that it is at a rib fair, and I am making ribs tonight. Do ribs make you look like that?
You're in Sweden too. The entire cuisine is designed to put fat on you in the winter, so things work doubly against you. The real question is would your wife still love you if you had a meat sack covered in gray elephant skin and pustules obscuring your genitals. Would she still introduce you as her husband when she knew your gunt chaffing sores were leaking? When you bbq pooped yourself in public? There will be plenty of time to think about this while the ribs cook. Which reminds me I have to start my smoker too. Pulled pork anyone?
A poem I did not write: It is Spring. The ground hog comes out of his hole and sees a shadow. It is the shadow of my right front tire. That means winter will last another six weeks. But not for him. ~Red Green
I made a drink in honor of Robert Pattison. I call it a Sparkling Faggot: 1.5 oz Vodka 1/4 oz Benedictine Cranberry Seltzer Water Splash lime Sadly, this is delicious. If I had champagne I'd top it with that instead of the fizzy water.
I again admire the creativity with your drinks, that one could pass for an IBA drink but you're supposed to give it a MANLY name, so men will buy them too. ...that's the secret with shooters. You can put whatever you want in them and sell them for a fortune as long as you give them a name with a swear word or sex act in the title. YOU: What's that punch-looking shit? HIM: It's a mix of Medori, Peach Schnapps and Grenadine. YOU: Gay. What's it called? HIM: A NO-LUBE PRISON RAPE. YOU: Line 'em up. Speaking of the IBA, does anybody here no why the Manhattan is-- year after year-- their #1 ranked drink in the world? Doesn't do it for me.
I love "Groundhog Day" and Bill Murray. I intend on watching it this weekend. Anyway, my parents are meeting my boyfriend tonight. I don't know if I should start drinking now or in like 2 hours. There's no way they WON'T embarrass me.
What criteria does the IBA use for its ranking? I couldn't find it on their website. Still, it's a cocktail that's been around since the late 1800's and it's as popular as ever, as far as the true classics go. The Martini has had several makeovers over the years, but I don't think the original dry martini gets as many calls these days as a Manhattan does. And how often do you hear orders for a Rusty Nail or a Robb Roy? I loved Manhattans and bourbon Old-Fashioneds. What's not to love?
There's no such thing as "off topic" in the drunk thread, right? I had to attend a recovery group meeting for one of my classes this morning. I opted for a secular recovery group that allowed for more interaction than AA or NA, and luckily it wasn't as uncomfortable as I had dreaded. But I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that boyfriend and I are going out for early Valentines Day celebration tonight, and that dinner before the movie will include delicious beer, and the bar after the movie will involve fancy cocktails. Made me really glad that I'm able to drink (mostly) in moderation.
After last night, I've decided that I'm definitely moving into my own place next year. This is the last time I will have roommates who are not my brother. Gayroommate is becoming increasingly belligerent while drunk and I can barely stand to be in the same house as him at the moment. I've got a shit load of law review stuff to do today and I'm actually going to enjoy being stuck in the library for once. I'll find nearly any excuse not to be at home.
I've only been getting into real cocktails the last few year, man have I missed out. New Orleans Sazerac is one I really like. I thought a Manhattan was OK, but best in the world? I dunno. And I second you on Old-Fashioned. Yep, nothing beats a good ol' old-fashioned. Old-fashions for everyone. On me. Also, I tried a Sidecar a while ago and really liked it. Usually I don't care for cognac.
Just make sure he doesn't lock the keys in his still running car, go have dinner, and not realize he has done so until on the way back to the car. Because that kind of thing makes a dynamite first impression on a future father in law.
I just watched the new Budweiser Clydesdale superbowl ad and it reminded me of my first horse love who was a grumpy old man and I was the only person that he liked and cooperated with and he retired a few years after I started riding and I went to go visit him on his retirement farm a while later and he came running across the field toward me just like in the video and and and *hic* and......wwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh