That calls for a drink.

My thought exactly but I'm trying to hold off until at least a little later.

I was supposed to climb a mountain today.
I'm having a cocktail instead.

I'm feeling inspired.

OK, since it's 2 hours earlier there, I guess I can go ahead and start drinking.

I miss Liver.

No one brings out that uncomfortable, polite laughter in me like him.

And yes, Prol.
If I'm drinking at noon, you're no longer the alcoholicest of the group.

Not trying to be. My green hour is ususally around 4:00 in the afternoon.



and anyway I don't have a drinking fez.

Too bad you can't make it to the Lautrecfest.

Everybody but me has got this flu that seems to be going around. I'm attributing my resilient health to my absinthism.

I was up and at the Long Trail brewery by 11am.
Nothing like beers and a burger for breakfast.

I still have too much sensibility to do that.
Someone needs to smack that out of me.
The fact that I wait until noon still makes me feel some degree of shame and inadequacy.

Of course I was back by 3pm... asleep.

Round 2 coming up.

My hero...

I spent the day with a very special person. We had a wonderful lunch and drank absinthe all day.

Define "special."

Well...

Do NOT make me bring out my trump card.

Funny, full of life, a good listener, caring, happy, knows her herbs, knows her music, and has great taste in food. You know “Special”.

Someone of the feline persuasion?

She's great.

And where is the lovely lass this evening?

Oh, "What's New Pussycat," is on the jukebox now. How appropriate...

She’s sharpening her claws. Sorry, my bad for not reading that this is the Liver Adoration Section. All I can say is that I fucked up by not going to the last Louche Fest. I should have

Well, yeah.
But you didn't miss anything that can't be made up by a weekend of debauchery in Las Vegas.

That would be great.

New Magazine.

No way man. Louched Liver is like Chuck Norris, only more badass>>>
http://www.4q.cc/chuck/index.php?topthirty

I like making new friends on the Short Bus.

I’ve got my helmet on today.

i don't ever wear one.

not like there's anything to harm.

"I was up and at the Long Trail brewery by 11am."

that's a late start, must be slowing down with age...
(the time is actually an hour later and yes, that's a long trail in hand!)

it really IS scary how much that looks like a field trip from a 'special' school

Gadzooks I'd forgotten about that pic.

Thanks for reviving the memory.

...

man, i miss rimmy.

Yeah, where the hell is he?

Remember, you're not getting longer - you're getting older.

Dinky, sweetie, love the new avatar.
I am not, however, wise enough a drunk to be quoted in your sig.
Find a nice Winston or Fields quote, please.

Is that Dinky's fratboy outfit? What a fag.

Looks like he didn't even clean the puke off of it.

Oh wait, that's a pattern.

Now that the Queer Eye boys are done with him, it's time to send him over to What Not to Wear.

I find the fact that you know of What Not to Wear scares me a little.

It's was on after In a Fix.

It's was?

Prezact'ly.

Like the Liver always says:
You can skin a groundhog, but it's bacon hair either way.