New thread for the long weekend...

Took the day off to watch Ernesto blow through, and for a break before the mandatory 12hr shifts this weeekend.

Since I am relegated to the CO's, I took delivery of a package this morning from Markus. An Ike, a Monty, a couple Prototype 30's, and a wee-little bottle of Kallnacher Red as a surprise. Have a couple things I have to do (sober), then I plan on sitting in the alcove with a glass or three and watching the storm.

LXIV? That's a lot of Roman Numerals for someone who's probably started drinking already.

It's barely noon here. I'm sober.

Rode the storm out here too -- fortunately didn't lose electricity. Plenty of cold water and plenty of absinthe so I'm enjoying my weekend.

I only drink on days that end in 'y'.

Well, three of them anyway.

Pepto Bismol ™

Rasberry Saison
Rasberry Saison
Amreikan Bitter
Pale Ale

What else is there to say.

Niters all.

(I'm brewing another saison in the morning).

Ernesto missed me! (Whew!) Spared my (ba)nanas,so far; unlike last year! (yes, the kind that grows on trees)

Beers an' Bo'ld (that's boiled, ya'll) Shrimp this afternoon for the "Romp in the Swamp"---GO GATORS!


Ahh, college football is, finally; back!

Beautiful sunny day here. Good for catching up on yard work. Patrón tequila and lemonade make the work more enjoyable.

Miserable fucking day here. I'm at work, will be till late this evening, probably will be tomorrow, and might even be here on fucking Labor day too (conveniently Labor Day is also my 1 year wedding anniversary, the wife is thrilled). Luckily my friend Mr. Laphroaig is here to keep me company...

Good opportunity for some Zen Drinking.

I'll be back at work tomorrow (and Labor Day) so I'm enjoying my time off while it lasts.

Gotta head to the pub soon.
Meeting up with everyone for drinks
before heading out to see Joe Cocker tonight.

Good article, I agree with everything he said wholeheartedly. I drink by myself often, but rarely if ever have more than two drinks.

Right now I'm tipping gallons of coffee, cuz I'm still at fucking work. Sorry you're working tomorrow and Monday too. I hope at least there will be a pile of money waiting for you for working a holiday and a weekend.

Spent the afternoon drinking Belgians with a couple of friends.

Now I'm on some HG.
Something new & something old.

Mmmm.
They both be grate!

Holy fucking shit.
If you folks get a chance to see Joe Cocker,
do it.

He sounds better today than he ever has.

I just went to go.
It was one of the best shows I've seen in years.

I actually drank Bud Light and I still enjoyed myself.

By the way, if you enjoyed the Zen Drinking article,
go buy the Modern Drunkard handbook.
Skeet recommended it to me,
and I've passed it on many times.

I see Amazon is selling the Handbook in a combo with "I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell"

May I offer this to the esteemed panel for consideration...


40 Things every drunk should do...

They probably would serve beer in hell --

bud lite.

I recently impressed a mafia boss and his son.
No idea how.
But...
Y'all better not piss me off,
onacuz I can totally have any of you fuckers whacked now.

This town is so fucking cool.

I'm sure Cros can edumacate you on the subject, if you have no idea.

...

What?

sorry, different mafia.

Back from the HorseShoe.

I managed to have a productive day today. Yesterday I cleared the vines from the bean trellaces and stripped them down.

Today I fixed a door and replaced the door knob including using a hole cutter to enlarge the hole (if you have never done this it does not seem to diffilult until you realize you can't drill a pilot hole for the buide and have to hold the drill free hand to open a 1-7/8"hole to 1-1/8"). C

Cooked a turkey breast for dinner with candied yams, cornbread, green beans, mixed veges, and gravy.

Came home and repared the cocking lever to a Remington 190 for my FIL.

Had a couple of glasses of vert, and now off to beer. The APA is pretty good, but the Scottish 60 is phenolic.

This might make your life easier the next time you have to enlarge a hole. If you cut the larger size hole in a piece of ¾” scrap, you can then center it and clamp it in place over the hole to be enlarged. This will act as a guide for your hole saw, no pilot bit required.

I only had a hole saw for the larger hole, not the smaller one.

Stop it you two. I'm getting hot.

I spent the day at the lagoon down the street.
Barbecue and beer and swimming and sunning.

Aside from the awful music (they played the Chicken Dance),
it was grate.

Unfortunately, I found out it's closed until next Memorial Day.
And I'm an idiot because this was my first trip there.
On the last day of the season.

I'm always one step behind.

I drank a whole lot, (for me) of a very fine HG Sunday night to commemorate the end of Naked Cooking Season. Spent most of yesterday recovering. So now I guess I'm ready to go back to work.

I’ve been getting my ass kicked at work by the new administration’s visions for the future. Change is good, especially since the last fucktards in power damn near ruined the place. I’m off tomorrow, so it was road sodas for the ride home. Now I’m gonna finally crack a bottle of what is no doubt some of the best absinthe this side of the beginning of the 20th century. Yep, and I didn't even need boobs for this generous soul to send it to me.

Never underestimate your tits, Cros.
They're fabulous!

I heard they were silicone.

As for my tipping yesterday, I celebrated having to work only 10.5 hours yesterday by having 3/4 of a glass of Doubs, which was disappointing and overpriced, and two glasses of Duplais, which was impressive and tasty.

You made it through 3/4 of a glass of doubs!



I'da sinked it after the first sip.

You must be an amateur drunk.

Nah, he's definitely a pro, puller...

I'm picky too -- especially in the presence of better booze!

Last night in the pub, one of those shot girls came by.
She had some green tea booze.
I was curious to try it but I wasn't sure if it had caffeine in it.
I asked. She pulled out the bottle and started looking at the label.
"It doesn't say."

My friend was drunk and being a smartass and asked if it had urine in it.
She pulled the bottle back out and spent a good 45 seconds
looking through the ingredients again.
"It doesn't say."

Stupidity should be painful.

Must be an aspiring "actress". I hear the Bunny Ranch is taking applications.

It is stupid.

Have I told ya how much I love Vegas?

It's best that you stay away.
Vegas is no place for snitty fags.

Four fives, maybe he should go.

Glassy'd give him aces over eights if he did.

Huh?

I always sit with my back to the wall.

Aw, that won't stop her, now will it?

I know you live there and everything, but it ain't all mafia wiseguys...

You're forgetting the gay mafia.

And when the say "whacked" they do not mean the same thing...

Be careful or you'll end up with a pair of sement galoshes.