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Limbering up for the 9622 drinkathon, yessir!

*damns tj, nay hugs tj for making me ditch my gin and tonic for a proper dry martini or three!

Inner cabal admin joke: If I'd had known drinking was allowed and even encouraged on 9622.net, by Jove, I'd have joined sooner!

I'm going out right now to buy the finest 1.75 liter bottle of vodka that $11.80 will buy.

Well, those in the Detroit area are encouraged to go to the Double Olive on Mack tonight.

(free Ruby Martinis from 8-9)

on that note.. I gots ta go!

TJ is also hiding the fact that today is his birthday. There will be much swilling of booze.

It is charcoal filtered and it is 40% alcohol ( 80 proof ). It is bottled and produced in Bardstown, Kentucky.

btw, I think that IS a freakin' antenna!

I actually decided to drink in moderation tonight and tomorrow, and so I purchased only a fifth for $5.50.

Mixed with Squirt citrus soda it makes a fine sipping beverage.

whai, this i sthe both of us, and I'm pretty positive they were trying to kill me witht e 12 year Lafoig(or however it's spelled) and Bookers on the rocks (this took way too much effort to post)

holy fuck I'm speaking TCS, someone please kill me

&*splat!!!*^&%

Well, he's drubk alright.

TJ is, how you say, fucked up like Chinese arithmetic. He's had about five Jager-Bombs (1 oz. J-meister, 6 oz. Red Bull). He has admittedly shown his ass (metaphorically speaking) to the public. He, however, does not apologize; and actually asks all of us to "kiss my red monkey ass!"

Hmm.

aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg

yeah

kiss my big red monkey ass

*mmmmmmmmmmmmmwah*

(And happy birthday, a little too late. Actually, forget the 'happy,' it looks like you took care of that. Just...birthday!)

Here's hoping your hangover fails every expectation you might have, TJ! A nice Sunday Bloody Mary, taken with two extra-strength Excedrin and followed by a fresh fish luncheon is fully justified!

I gotta say, fresh fish does not sound like the cure-all for a hangover. Greasy breakfast, or coca-cola, or gumbo, or chicken fried steak, sure. But "fish" + "hangover" makes my tummy go all oogy.

Posted by: readymade on September 22, 2002 01:27 PM

Greasy is good, readymade. What we want is essentially a new lining for our stomachs and only fat can accomplish this well.

But olive oil is the best lining - specially with grilled or boiled fresh fish, which doesn't absorb the oil. Animal fats congeal and don't line. You need healthy as well as fatty.

In fact, a spoon of olive oil before drinking is even better than the Northern mashed potatoes and cream. Mashed potatoes and olive oil, though, sort of stop you from getting drunk - that's why nobody takes the precaution. It makes it more expensive to get blotto.

But then there's an enormous cultural gap between us heavy drinkers from Southern Europe, for whom it's shameful to be drunk (but drink all day), and the more Puritanical Northerners who paradoxically are much less inhibited about getting drunk (but only drink when there's a partying or weeping excuse).

Olives are also good. Roasted almonds and peanuts (pecans, walnuts, hazelnuts, macadamias and, fattiest of all, cashews) are full of good oils and are easily consumed heavily while drinking. Beer Nuts are there for a reason (not that anyone's ever sent me a packet, mind you).

My worst hangover happened when I was about nineteen. The father of a friend of mine saw me, took pity on me and took to me to this little shack near the beach where he made me eat a whole grilled seabass with boiled potatoes and plenty of olive oil. It worked a treat.

The best fishes, need I say it?, are the fattiest ones, as long as they're very fresh: mainly salmon, sardines, mackerel.

If you don't like fresh fish, a can of good tuna fish and a jar of Hellman's will do the trick. I've often tried to reproduce the wonderful tuna sandwiches I eat at my American friends' houses, but never could. "Creamed tuna" is a great secret!

This has been another annoying public service announcement from sunny Portugal. :)

My best hangover cure involves not drinking.

*runs away, ducking to avoid poo flung by masses of angry monkeys*

Not drinking is:

a) like ripping off your whole face, Lecter-style, to spite your nose;

b) against God, unless you're a Muslim;

c) going against History, Art, Literature and Fun;

d) embracing the naked, crude nature of reality;

e) having a permanent hangover without the dividends.

The funny thing is that, health-wise, one should drink two glasses of wine or beer (one with lunch; the other with dinner) and one small measure of spirits, as a nightcap, every day.

But no one does this. Drinkers drink more and teetotallers drink less.

What can the lesson be in this? That nobody's right? Most probably...

Fie, foul server! Thou art a villain!

Posted by: readymade on September 22, 2002 04:35 PM

I love fish, but I think I might be able to drink olive oil better than eat a wee fishie the morning of a hangover. Maybe a nice halibut steak. MAYBE.

I know all about the benefits of the hooch and the pitfalls of not eating that good meal before imbibing the spirits, but I have to say that as usual, Migs takes the descriptive cake. If I could read Portuguese, I wonder what gems I would find on his webpage? And then, where does he find the time to write these so-called "novels" of his when he's here and at MeFi all the time? Does he have a time portal that he's keeping from us? I want in, dammit. I can't even find the time to mop the floor (a cheerless task I did this morning after WAY too long)--how does he write these tomes, hang out at 9622/MeFi penning zillions of comments, master the art of cocktails, stay completely jolly, and somewhere in there catch a little shut-eye?

Cheers Miguel. May you never forsake these monkeys. We would be greatly impoverished for your absence.

Posted by: readymade on September 22, 2002 04:36 PM

slowly and gently fuck the fuck off

Best. MeTa. Putdown. Ever.

* joins in on the general bowing and fawning to Migs *

*performs Muslim prostration in direction of Portugal*

*rises, advances one step*

*performs Muslim prostration in direction of Portugal*

*repeat*

*raises glass* Tou(fucking)che, Miguel. Cheers!

Please, if you will, gently and slowly fuck the fuck off.
Continues fawning in the direction of our brilliant velour-suited Portuguese overlord - Miguel, as the kids say, you SO rock!

Someone must point me to the this thread so I can read this excellent putdown in its original context.

Totally. Totally. Totally amazing Migs.
That whole situation creeps me out Pancake's link to this scientist, I don't know, the whole thing is a bit sinister in a a very bleak dystopian way. Am I just paranoid? And i was having so much fun with female bass players.

Oh my gawd, I just linked to TCS! The strangeness continues. I am very confused, amused, and scared. I need a six-foot three woman with a bass guitar and flames coming out of her mouth to protect me.

I need a six-foot three woman with a bass guitar and flames coming out of her mouth to protect me.

Anathema, how about 3 six-foot women?

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