Ummm...why? And "convincingly"? I do not think that word means what you think it means.
She has lovely breasts, though. And I think she's a smashing actor.
TV posts are so fucking boring.
I know I'm new around here, but can I suggest an Unfogged no sex posts / objectification week? It'll be good for y'all.
What are you Charlie, a humorless feminist?
7: Or so the mullahs would have you believe.
Objectification is one thing, but without sex posts what would we talk about?
7 - The sex posts are fun. It's only when they turn into "you can't say someone from The Wire is hot because they used to bound women's feet with wire 1000 years ago in an ancient civilization and surely that's what you meant by that comment so I take it as you objectifying me with the male gaze" that I want to drive a spike through my head.
surely that's what you meant
Argh. Intentional fallacy. Intentional fallacy.
And the New Critics weren't even feminists, people.
13: Lets talk about intentional fellatio instead. Or how great it was when Labs treated "fellatio" as a count noun. Good times.
Penelope Cruz is pretty hot.
Welcome to reality, Ogged. Now try listening to an Elvis Costello album, and shed yourself of that delusion as well.
Also, Pet Sounds: among the most important, beautiful albums of the Sixties.
16 - Tia, DaveB, and I went to a production of Hedda Gabler last night that used "God Only Knows" to great effect. It's been in my head all day. Creepy and pretty.
7: I guess that we can talk about what we think are other people's shortcomings and what would be good for them.
13: It's things like that that made me wander into the departmental office one day and announce that I'd had it with HistoricMarxistFeministNewPost-StructuralistDeconstructiveQueerSemioticFlavourof themonth schools of criticism and was going off to lead a life of crime blissful refusal to read any more Derrida instead. Realising that I'd just completed a secondary text on a secondary text [hence, a tertiary text on the primary text] and THAT IT WOULD NEVER END was the trigger.
Paz Vega is prettier than Penelope Cruz. I could never trust anyone who once dated Tom Cruise, even if she did resist the indoctrination, because she probably has a chip implanted in her brain that will be activated any day now. [Ever notice how Tom is drawn to good Catholic girls? Maybe he thinks they're all virgins, and therefore unlikely to understand that being poked with a strap-on turkey baster ≠ sex.]
But what's wrong with using fellatio as a count noun? There are many different fellatios.
I did notice this gentle-natured guide to fellatio here. Watch that gag reflex. It's not necessary.
On a completely unrelated topic, my spam today seems to consist of many offers to sell me software and make girls like me. I miss the ones offering to make my penis bigger and reduce my mortgage payments.
What is the point of arguing the relative hotness of celebrities?
There is only one test that matters with the following answers: yes, no, drunk.
w.r.t. The Wire: I just finished season one, and I'm going to start season two tomorrow. Sad to see Wallace got killed. Am I the only one who finds McNulty somewhat annoying? More generally, I don't find the cops to be very interesting characters. They seem to be based around caricatures of cops (corrupt, alcoholics, morons, lazy, etc - especially when the drunk cop tries to intentionally throw himself down the stairs to get disability. Lame.) Stringer Bell and Avon Barksdale are very cool though. Game Day was a great episode. And it was funny to see Stinger going to a community college economics class, and then berating his photocopy employees for not being proper businessmen selling an elastic product.
Argh. Intentional fallacy.
Can we please stop pretending that imputing intentions to people is never a component of communication?
I bet if you try to figure out what I might have been intending to say, you'll be on the right track!
1. I give Penelope credit for thinking that the word-play between their two names would make it worth it.
2. I have seen quite a bit of tertiary scholarship. I think that something like "Three Approaches to the History of Criticism" would count as quaternary. A review of this book would be quinary.
3. I think that when you talk about fellatios in the sense of "kinds of fellatio" that doesn't make it a count noun.
4. Interpretation and the imptation of intentions may be part of "communication", but there's no such thing as communication. Sheesh.
5. Penelope Cruz seems to have a bunch of dark Latino-looking photos out, and another bunch of fair honky-looking photos. Niche marketing.
Imptation? Is that when the pixies do your term paper?
Imptation? Is that when the pixies do your term paper?
I'm having flashbacks to the apihna "imp" thread that wouldn't die.
One fellatio,
Two fellatio,
Three fellatio,
Four!
Five fellatio,
Six fellatio,
Seven fellatio,
More!
... when you talk about fellatios ...
You know you agree with me really.
Am I the only one who finds McNulty somewhat annoying?
McNulty's an asshole. (Often charming, but still.) We root for him because he seems to care about the job, but it's never a mystery why everyone else is mad at him most of the time.
As for the cops, I thought there were lots of kinds presented: Lester, Bunk, Rawls, Burrell. All quite different, none exactly a stock character.
Oh, and I didn't spot it the first time. Time required: 15-30 minutes. I don't think so.
It would be completely awesome to have the Pixies do your term paper. And they're back together now, aren't they?
Or how great it was when Labs treated "fellatio" as a count noun.
I tried to find that post, and I couldn't. Then on an unrelated matter, I did find that post. And it turned out the reason I couldn't find it the first time was, it had been expurgated. Good thing Labs has so cleaned up his act.
I don't really have anything to add, but I know that if I don't join this thread soon, I'm going to end up getting something done tonight.
Lychees! They sell them in Madagascar by the armful. Although you do get a bit sick of them after the first sixty or seventy or so. But they're so easy to peel ...
Although you do get a bit sick of them after the first sixty or seventy
Or, say, three. The flavor is kind of overwhelming and quite distinctive. (The problem with lychee ice cream (say) is that you basically get the idea after a few bites, and you don't really need to keep going. But maybe that's just a sign that I don't love lychees as much as some do.)
May I just say that w-lfs-n is the prime example of why the Red State folks hate us?
No, no, Ben. If I want to impute motives, I'll do it thusly:
I've argued convincingly here in the past that Penelope Cruz is funny-looking and unattractive. That opinion was based on still photos my utter toolishness.
See?
May I just say that I don't understand what my opinions on lychees have to do with “why Red State folks hate us”?
Red State folks don't have opinions on lychees.
Which thread is it?
I believe it was in this post. But I could be misremembering.
"my utter toolishness" is not actually a psychological motive. Perhaps if you had gone with "my desire to be an utter tool" but such phrasing reveals the problem with such arguments.
I impute to the author of 44 the intention of including a strike tag somewhere in there.
Perhaps I was not thinking in terms of psychological motive, Michael. See if you can figure out what I meant. Then, bite me.
45: Ah. I was unclear; I meant because you're Jewish.
(Lychees are sufficiently exotic; having a palate sophisticated enough to reject them is beyond yuppie.)
Discussion of lychee nuts always makes me think of,
"A fourteen, a seven, a nine, and lychees."
Your past uses of "utter toolishness" are consistent with your currently meaning something you would currently also express as "charm and charisma".
See if you can figure out what I meant.
Nope.
49: Correct! Teo gets an A.
I always forget that just the "s" won't do it on this goddamn site. 44 should have read:
". . . . That opinion was based on still photos my utter toolishness."
53 is meaningless, as far as I can see. Also, lychees are delicious, and anyone who doesn't like 'em can just hand them on over to me.
Teo gets an A.
What would it take to make that an A+?
Whining about grades is frowned upon. I just reduced it to an A-.
Argh. Intentional fallacy.
I keep wanting to read this as "intensional fallacy."
"s" is more sexy than "t", you know.
But ah -- MLA v. APA.
Those new site visitors mentioned in some other thread: no global explanation. veni, vidi.
(How many hours behind am I behind now in commenting? No matter.)
60: Hey, just asking. I'll take the A-.
I meant because you're Jewish.
Or so the Anti-Defamation League would have you believe.
The mullahs, of course, take no stand on whether Ben is Jewish.
It's an All Purpose Comment. I never have to think again!
I never have to think again!
OSTMWHYB
(Not knocking teo, but myself, for making it twice in a row and chuckling both times. The law of diminishing returns will set in soon...or would, if I didn't possess the emotional maturity of a toddler.)
It already has, Scott; it already has.
Wait, what the fuck just happened?
Or so the Landers would have you believe.
I posted a 78 (an excellent 78, if I do say so myself), but then teo erased it and put his own 78 there instead.
OSTMWHYB
noncomprehension, n., what Scott damn well deserves for never embracing IM
Ogged Sits There Motionless Wanting His Yuletide Blowjob
No, are you? I'm at home, drunk. I should be working though. I'm going to bed soon.
I was at work all day and you bastards did a piss poor job of entertaining me. Blogging "community" my ass.
92: I know, and I usually miss it by not having to work on Saturdays. Fie!
Me too. I wonder how good a six-pack I could get for $8.
You could try one tell me if this is worth drinking.
(The problem with lychee ice cream (say) is that you basically get the idea after a few bites, and you don't really need to keep going. But maybe that's just a sign that I don't love lychees as much as some do.)
Ben doesn't have the same associations with lychees that I do or I'm never having sex with Ben. That is an inclusive OR.
Ha! A phone call! A friend just finished student teaching, which = drinks. I go now. I hope to return to a fascinating dissection of [important issue] with lots of cock jokes. (teo: buy 8 forties of Olde English.
Ben doesn't have the same associations with lychees that I do or I'm never having sex with Ben. That is an inclusive OR.
Well, fuck. And I thought it was a logical truth that I'd get some.
buy 8 forties of Olde English
I'm trying to maximize quality, not quantity.
You can buy most decent six-packs for under $8.
You can buy most decent six-packs for under $8.
The convenience stores tend to jack up the price, though. I could go to the supermarket, but that's too much of a hassle at this time of night.
105: Although I do love the High Life, I'm thinking of something a little more upscale to celebrate the end of the semester.
Teo, just go to the fucking store and see what they have. You're not going to get beer by mulling about it online half the night.
86: But I just pledged not to think anymore. Didn't you get the memo?
108: For your information, I was just about to take my leave and go when you posted 104 and drew me back into the thread. Now I'm going for real. I'll let you know what I come up with.
I usually just go for the Yuengling. That's about the upper limit of my beer palate. Although I did like the Anchor Steam 'Smasher bought last time I was home.
Teo should get some Delirium Tremens.
You know, I've never had that but I hear it's lovely.
Huh, I remembered DT has having a much higher ABV than it apparently actually does. I'm pretty sure the Hopleaf has a beer that's nearly 20% ABV, and I thought DT was it, but I guess not.
Who are you and where did all this vodka in my cup come from? Wait, what? OMKTVFDOOTSEITJFY!
In case you're wondering, "VF" does stand for "Vodka Fairy." Would that teo had a "BF," he wouldn't be in this mess...
Newcastle is very good, but $9.50=ouch.
And here I was thinking that $8 was a hard limit. I feel misled. Betrayed.
I actually don't care for Newcastle. Too bitter.
They don't label the prices for most beers, so I was in for a shock when they rang it up. I charged it, but it turned out I actually had enough change in my pocket to cover the difference.
Also, the time between 118 and 119 is an impressively short period in which to finish a six-pack.
Newcastle isn't bitter at all. What do you normally drink, cream ale?
Too bitter.
What? I'm having a hard time thinking of (good) beers that are less bitter than Newcastle.
By "bitter", she might mean hoppy. Some people don't like the ales.
Newcastle isn't crisp. "Bitter" s/b "not womanly"
129: Newcastle's not particularly hoppy, though, especially for an ale.
Although I just realized that I've been thinking of Sierra Nevada, not Newcastle...I forget how hoppy Newcastle is.
129: 'Scuse me, I love the hops. Bell's Two Hearted? Best fucking mid-range beer, ever.
Then what on earth do you mean by "bitter"?
Beers I like, hmm. Creemore is great, but hard to find outside of Ontario. Two Hearted I've already mentioned. Fat Tire's okay. There's a local brewpub that makes something called Harvest Moon that's all lovely hops and, of all things, nutmeg: delish. They also make the only porter I've ever liked, btw. That Berlinerweisse stuff with the syrup is a fabulous summer drink.
I mean it tastes bitter to me, goddamnit.
And then if you want to spend money on beer, Chimay, Belgian Ales, the usual yuppie stuff.
To me, "bitter" when applied to beers means "hoppy"; that's why I don't generally like pale ales. All beer is at least somewhat bitter, though (except for stuff like Bud and High Life), so I'm not sure what b is talking about.
And I've never had any of the beers she mentions, so that doesn't help.
Would that teo had a "BF," he wouldn't be in this mess...
Teo needs a boyfriend? I didn't know.
I usually like ales. I think Newcastle tastes burned, or something.
Boyfriend, girlfriend, it's all good.
BREAKING NEWS Trader Joe's has some house brand beer made by Unibroue—it's good, and not that spendy, being a TJ house brand and all.
144: Ah, I think I get it. I like that burned taste.
with the syrup
Why don't you just admit that you don't like beer?
But let's not talk about me! What kind of beers do you guys like?
But let's not talk about me!
Now there's something you don't see every day.
I like dark beers, not too hoppy. Brown ales, stouts, porters, that sort of thing.
Sam Smith stouts are superb, though a bit on the spendy side.
The two varieties of Berlinerweisser are raspberry and woodruff, right? Both sound pretty nasty to me, but differently so.
Honestly, I'm not very picky about beer. I had a sip of a Keystone Light one time, though, and it was just about the nastiest thing I'd ever had in my mouth. Tasted like bananas.
157: No, it's good. The beer is really sour, and the syrup kind of makes it taste like a fizzy, not terribly sweet or booze-tasting cocktail. I hear the woodruff tastes like cough syrup though, so I've never tried it.
The beer is really sour, and the syrup kind of makes it taste like a fizzy, not terribly sweet or booze-tasting cocktail.
This does not sound very good.
Sierra Nevada Pale Ale is the official beer of CTS -- so although I have a general policy against pale ales, Sierra is the beer I drink most. Bass is also an old standby. Newcastle, too, despite my sickness thereof.
DT's alcohol content is higher than average, although since it's now physically impossible to fit through the door of the Hopleaf, I haven't had it for a while.
I wish they had Yuengling around here.
I've also had more than my fair share of Busch Light, the Official Beer of Kankakee County.
Apparently declaring "official beers" is kind of a "thing" for me.
I like Bass. In fact, it may be the only pale ale I really like. It's right on the edge of being too hoppy for me, but doesn't quite go there. I've never had Sierra Nevada.
Abita Amber, although I don't think that's available outside TJ's or Louisiana. Also, Shiner Bock.
And Yuengling is excellent, especially given its price.
The Yuengling Black and Tan is, I feel, a particularly good value.
What is the collective noun for a group of fellatios? I am thinking "flock" is probably right but am not sure.
167: "Six-pack" (or "x-pack," where x is the number of fellatios in question).
And if the number is unknown, just "pack" will do.
Bass is my standard beer in a bar. Not that I get much chance to go to bars any more.
What is the collective noun for a group of fellatios?
A swallow of fellatios.
More picturesquely, a flutter.
Get your sexist collective nouns right here, baby!
A fellatio of swallows makes more sense. Unless it's a spitfire.
Bact to the important stuff: these fascists and fash-symps like Orson Scott Card and the other guy represent a dangerous, fifth column-like influence. They need to be rooted out of their nests and brought to justice. The people's justice.
172: "A Kervorkian of I.U. Med Students"
A smashing of Luddites! A smashing of Luddites!
I can't really understand why Sierra Nevada is as popular as it is.
Also, wouldn't multiple fellatios properly be referred to as a choke?
I must admit, "an assload of proctologists" still slays me.
A babble of bloggers? Or a bore of bloggers?
Also, wouldn't multiple fellatios properly be referred to as a choke?
They could be serial rather than parallel.
wouldn't multiple fellatios properly be referred to as a choke?
Maybe you need to work on your technique.
Maybe my men are better endowed than you're used to, apo.
Best beers are not drunk in bars. (Unless the bar in question is Zum Schneider on the lower east side, or Spuyten Dyvil in Williamsburg; these are the exceptions that prove the rule.) Corsendonk is very nice, and is probably my favorite all-around bang-for-buck. Also, Hennepin and Ommegang.
Bass is a pale ale, too? This supposed "policy" of not drinking pale ales is starting to ring pretty hollow.
179: I may be a child, but I'm not a bore.
We're talking collections here, SEK, not individuals.
Bass is a pale ale, too?
Technically; look at the label. It doesn't taste like any other pale ale I've ever had, though.
185: Bass isn't a pale ale? Doesn't it say "The Original Pale Ale" on the box?
Oh, I see, we're talking about beer. Here's what I like:
With food: Newcastle, Negra Modelo, Beck's Dark.
A good day shortener: Guinness stout
Summer: Rolling Rock
Other times: Bass ale
Cider: Hornsby's, Strongbow, (fancy "wine"-type ciders), Woodchuck, Hardcore, Woodpecker.
On hops: Hops is a preservative. Why do people want their foodstuffs to taste more like a preservative? Yecch. The worst crime perpetrated against the beer-drinking public since the introduction of Budweiser has been all these idiotic microbreweries and brewpubs who could make what might be a fairly standard, if not superlative, beer, but instead laden it with pounds and pounds of hops till it's like you're sucking on pure alum or something. Yecch again.
186: Why everyone isn't always talking about me, I'll never understand.
I prefer dark lagers, personally. My favorite is Dixie Blackened Voodoo Lager, but I can't find it anymore.
Beck's Dark is very good as well. Michelob Amberbock isn't bad either.
Amongst the light lagers, Harp is my favorite.
190: Let me rephrase that, then:
Isn't the official slogan of Bass "The Original Pale Ale"?
192: We're too busy giving Teo advice.
191: You don't like Two-Hearted? F'real?
And if it's primarily hoppiness you want, I think one of the nicest really really hoppy ales around is Dogfish Head 60 Minute IPA.
Adam, weren't you supposed to be on a date tonight? Or are you one of those weekday daters?
193: Saranac Black Forest is good too, though I don't know if you can get it outside of NY State.
In fact, all the Saranac beers are good. Relatively cheap, too.
to be on a date
That's when you know a date's gone really well.
If you're looking for a light dark, Turbodog's a good choice.
The announcer on ESPN just declared there's now "an amazingly well-blown" something or other. Just thought I'd share.
I guess I'm a weekday dater. I've actually gone out a remarkable amount this week. Now I am starting to really miss the person I was hanging out with all those days.
Drinking Budweiser and reading Deleuze on a Saturday night will do that to a man.
195: I don't think I've had it, but reading the description, it sounds like you're taking the piss. I like tasting alcohol, and barley and malt and other grains, but hops is grody to the max. I suppose I should sit down with a bunch of different beers and figure out what the hoppiest one I can stand is, but I think I would probably have to have a very patient sitter to talk me down.
Another excellent light lager (but hard to find): Tusker, from Kenya.
I'm drinking Budweiser right now too, Adam, that was left in my refrigerator by a guest.
203: You could do worse than Deleuze on a Saturday night. I mean, you don't need anyone else around to have sunshine burst from your ass.
(And if I'm reading you right, cheers on missing the person you're not with tonight. If I'm reading you wrong, well, there's nothing wrong with reinforcing someone's already low opinion of you.)
205: I'll bet they have that at Quencher's in Chicago (Western/Fullerton).
194: I'm surprised, b/c you can get it on tap in a lot of places there. I'll try to remember to order some on the 2nd and let you taste.
Also, what's with these weirdo buttons????
209: They seem sort of, I don't know, Mac-y.
Cheers on missing the person I'm not with? I'm confused.
211: Well, that means you have a person to miss, which is a good thing, right?
Well, I don't mind them on that account (natch), but they seem kinda computer-dunderhead-y, and I thought we discouraged that sort of thing here.
Plus, if you're gonna have a button, have one for strikethrough, darn it.
Okay well my favorite suggestion is rfts's, a flutter of fellatios. (Also minneapolitan's suggestion of "a smashing of Luddites" absolutely rocks -- is that original?) I am going out to the Mineshaft with my binoculars and field guide, hoping to observe a flutter of fellatios in their natural habitat. Wish me well -- and if you see a pith helmet moving below the thrum of pole- and lap-dances and past the doors of the buddy booths, send a drink my way.
212: Not necessarily. Psychoanalysis was designed around people like me (i.e., Viennese Jewish housewives).
Are the buttons marked "bigger" and "smaller" supposed to do anything? Is this wonderland?
I'm getting different buttons each time (sometimes none).
217 jibes with my experiences.
Actually, usually none. But sometimes some. And different ones at different times.
Hey, did everyone see this: Maine bans Santa beer Best lines: "'Last year it was elves. This year it's Santa. Maybe next year it'll be reindeer,' said Daniel Shelton, owner of the company in Belchertown, Mass." and "'The label with Santa might appeal to children,' said Maine State Police Lt. Patrick Fleming. The other two labels are considered inappropriate because they show bare-breasted women."
Gasp! Bare-breasted women and beer! Seduction of the innocent indeed!
Ogged's experimenting? It's probably just a phase.
One button, makes you larger,
And one button, makes you small;
But the ones on, the Unfogged comments,
Don't do, anything at all
221 -- also note that the brew in question is called "Santa's Butt".
Yeah, I'm not thinking that would be a real big seller.
No, the smashing of luddites was from the link. I'm not quite that clever.
A long, boring meeting of anarchists would be my best contribution.
The label with Santa might appeal to children
This is just about the stupidest rationalization ever. So what? Children can't buy it and Santa isn't a big draw for teenagers looking to score beer.
I think the Maine people probably just don't like it because it's from Massachusetts. Well, if they wanted complete control over likker, they shouldn't have got rid of the green front.
And the bare breasts might appeal to babies.
Not to mention the false advertising.
227: But you see, most children in Maine grow up entirely innocent of vinous, spiritous and malt liquors, because their parents cover their eyes during prime time television and football games.
I dunno, I daresay I've seen some bare breasts that I'd not have seen otherwise, had beer not been involved.
Why doesn't some enterprising young comic artist do a "Comic Book History of Beer" I bet it would sell like hotcakes.
I didn't mean seeing them; I meant that most beer doesn't contain milk.
Oh, and just for the sake of clarity: I am accusing you, apo, of being irredeemably sexist.
And if you go, posting comments,
And you know you're, Be-ecks style,
Tell 'em a hookah, smokin' 'Postropher,
Has given, you a smile --
He smiled at Alice [ominous drumbeat],
Whome he wanted to defile.
When I was a kid, many counties in North Carolina (including the one I was living in at the time) didn't have liquor by the drink. So at any restaurant, 1/3 to 1/2 of the tables had liquor in paper bags that the patrons had brought in themselves. Also, in high school, the grocery store I worked at had ashtrays at both ends of every aisle.
Damn, but things change quickly.
If it contained milk, it would probably be koumiss
235 should lose the reference number and the quotation marks.
It's worth ordering some Polygamy Porter just for the humor value.
http://www.wasatchbeers.com/beers.html
242 -- Microbrews with clever names seem almost irredeemably lame to me. (Dogfish Head walks perilously close to the line with all of its offerings except Raisin D'Etre, which crashes across it like a musk ox.)
241: 241 should lose the pedantic, killjoy att...oh, wait a minute, now I get it!
Yeah whatever, kind of a lame attempt at humor. Oh well.
Microbrews with clever names seem almost irredeemably lame to me
But out here it rules. People seriously write letters to the papers bitching about the ads, how they smack of religious bias, etc. I love it.
most beer doesn't contain milk.
Well, that would be gross. But if breasts contained beer, that wouldn't be so bad.
most beer doesn't contain milk
Most don't, but there are "milk stouts" (that might be a euphemism) that contain lactose, some of which are delicious.
But if breasts contained beer, that wouldn't be so bad.
That's genius. Surely technology can do this with genetic engineering, or a refillable implant or something.
Red fox on the, tail shrub,
Get up and tell you where to go,
When you've just made some kind of cock joke,
And your mind, is moving slow,
Go ask w-lfs-n,
I'm sure he'll know,
When grammar, and spelling,
Have fallen, softly dead,
And the commenters are signing backwards,
And the Bitch is off with her head
Remember, what the Bridgeplate said
When grammar, and spelling,
Have fallen, softly dead,
(Not to mention scansion.)
Speaking of Black Label, why did Pabst let the Falstaff brand die? That was the best name for a beer ever! Evar!
Surely technology can do this with genetic engineering
As long as it doesn't take funds away from the other project.
It's because Pabst doesn't exist as an independent entity anymore. Its only subsistence is as a brand name.
256: That doesn't stop Miller from making all kinds of other brands.
I forgot one for my list:
When there's nothing else, and you want a corn-flavored beer with a refreshing banana finish: Grain Belt Premium
Okay, I'll just lock the door and shut off the lights when I leave.
refreshing banana finish
I understand each of these words individually, but not put together.
259: Well, you'd pretty much have to try some Premium to get it.
I think Dogfish Head is the one with a beer with an insanely high ABV.
Also, just so it's official: if ogged adds any editing buttons to the comments form, I'm taking them out.
Yeah, it sounds pretty nasty.
OTOH, cheap Chinese delivery food? Awesome.
261: Someone's getting kinda high-handed about someone else's blog, now, aren't they?
Premo is OK. It's no Hamm's, but it's OK.
Minneapolitan, I'm guessing you don't like Summit?
You know what I haven't had in a while? Pig's Eye. Now that was a quality beer.
263: As far as technical stuff goes, I think it's at least as much Ben's as ogged's at this point.
Isn't it funny how, when death squads are operating in Guatemala or El Salvador or Nicarauga or Sierra Leone or Liberia or Nigeria or Palestine, nobody in the US kicks up much of a fuss, but suddenly, when there are death squads in Iraq, it's a Very Bad Thing?
(Just a thought after reading Rummy's outgoing memo bullet points.)
Do you come here to admire the underpinnings, or to read the content?
How about Leinenkugel? My favorite cheap beer.
261: A 'link' button would be really handy, actually.
Yeah, what happened to Pig's Eye? I used to see that around all the time. Amusing that we go from Hamm's ("from the land of sky-blue waters") to a beer named after a sewage treatment plant in the space of a single generation, isn't it?
I thought the Summit Stout I had once at a Big Brain anniversary party (thanks, Drivas!) was pretty good, but yeah, their ales and lagers and stuff are mostly too hoppy for me.
267: As with children, it's different when they're our death squads.
Do you come here to admire the underpinnings, or to read the content?
Without the underpinnings there would be no content to read.
I have Leinie's so rarely that I can't really remember what they taste like. But probably too hoppy.
Basically, I like cider. Or Perry. Even though Ace Pear Cider has that weird bubblegum aftertaste and the Woodchuck kind always tastes a bit off to me.
And someone accused *me* of having girly taste in beer.
Yeah, I think a link button would be good. Unless Ben keeps complaining, in which case we'll have two link buttons.
Cider drunks are the meanest drunks, don't forget.
If you're gonna do a button, do a strike button. Or else enable the "s" command.
I've never had hard cider, but I don't care for the idea. I like beer because it isn't sweet.
I find cider gets cloying after about 3/4 of a bottle.
I prefer a good manly smirnoff ice, or if I'm feeling particularly burly, Boone's, with an extra kick of sweet 'n low.
Cider is too easy to drink fast.
Shorter 275: Your banter is most witty.
I was gonna say that good cider isn't all sugary, but Ben beat me to it. But I'm going to say it anyway, because no one listens to him.
actually, I prefer wine and stout. If I'm extra diligent, I'll grow up into apo.
It appears I haven't had good cider.
Maybe you should try a lot of things, Teo.
You like me! You really like me!!!
Or rather, the American/British-style cider I've had has been pretty sweet, and that stuff may have been good of its kind. But the Norman-style cider I've had generally has not been sweet at all, and has moreover been much more apply.
I'm willing to bet that pommeau is pretty awesome, but I've never had any.
I SAID that I liked the "wine"-type ciders -- the kind that you get in a wine bottle that are extra brut. But I like the sweet ones too. I suppose if I were a *real* man I'd be downing shots of vodka or akvavit and munching on black bread and raw onions and maybe some smorebrod with herring, but I don't see the hairy-chested Unfoggers doing much of that.
Skol!
I prefer wine and stout.
But not at the same time.
"black bread and raw onions and maybe some smorebrod with herring"
This sounds pretty awesome, but I'm not one of the hairy-chested ones.
I don't actually know what smorebrod is, but it sounds good.
Actually, some akvavit or zubrovka with black bread and, say, some salty fish sounds pretty good. Smørrebrod not so much.
This blog sure is confusing lately.
"Lincoln (5-1) was led by Sami Wylie, who dropped in a school-record 69 points -- including a Division III record 21 3-pointers -- in only 24 minutes."
Yeah, I've never been a big smørrebrod fan, hence my laziness in not searching for the right vowel. They just seem a trifle twee. Did the Vikings eat smørrebrod? I think not.
The Roosian joints I've been to don't seem to serve onions as a matter of course. Still smarting over that "Babi Yar" reference I guess.
307: You got them over 2-1/2 hours ago.
That is to say, I doubt your commitment to the path of Becks.
I'm hoping to make this six-pack last for the remaining week I'm in town.
well don't blame the drinkers when you can't understand us.
312: Lightweight, huh? Well, be careful not to wrinkle the antimacassar when you get up from reading the "Lives of The Saints" and toddle off to bed.
Did I ever mention that I didn't drink at all in high school?
301: Jeebus. I'm surprised there's no discussion in the story about running up the score. Also OT: I was feeling guilty about my Kwame-love, until I found out that Bethlehem Shoals is also a fan, and for basically the same reason. And he's written for McSweeney's. (And appears to agree with me about Kwame's hands, ogged.) So now I feel literary.
Also, goddamn but it takes a lot of Budweiser to get drunk.
So Tim lurks in the background until the discussion turns to basketball. Hardly a surprise.
McSweeney's isn't exactly what I'd call "literary".
I didn't drink at all in high school either, and very little in college.
301: Fifth graf: Go Eureka, Beat Borat!
Want to know a secret? I didn't drink at all in high school. But that has little relevance now that I am not in high school.
The first fifty or so times you get drunk, there isn't any hangover. Time to cash in, Teo.
It means I haven't built up as much of a tolerance, hence I get drunk more easily (and cheaply, I might add).
If I listed all the substances I consumed in high school, they'd come take my children away.
No they wouldn't. No one wants to adopt kids with damaged DNA.
I'll have another in a little while, but remember how much I paid for this six-pack? I'd like some time to enjoy it.
318: That's what bourbon is for, silly.
until you start misspelling things and calling me tootsie, I'm afraid I don't buy this tolerance argument.
Yeah, but bourbon isn't taking up valuable space in my refrigerator.
333: Nope, but the hog bungs must be crowding things terribly. 1200 an hour? Yikes.
Oh, n/m. You mean that's why you're drinking the Bud.
You could just pour it down the sink, you know. Or throw it in the cupboard and use it half and half for stock when you cook, or something.
338: Bottles.
337: I don't feel right doing that when there are sober children in Ethiopia.
Those sober children are Muslims, apo. Pay them no heed.
I was going to suggest a shotgun, primarily for teo's education. Basically, I am turning into a chet.
or revealing that I know them all too well. It's teo's fault for not drinking.
We are going to have so much fun in New York, text.
On the hoarding & disposal of malt beverages: So I'm at a housewarming party recently, and a guy comes in with a cooler -- just about the largest size of cooler that could be comfortably carried in one hand. He proceeds to hide it under a bench in the kitchen, and every so often he'll come into the kitchen, slide the cooler out from under the bench (which someone is sitting on) and take out a beer. The brand that he won't deign to share with the assembled housewarmers? Old Milwaukee.
Shameful.
And, get this: he was dressed like a skinhead (i.e. black flight jacket, work shoes, jeans with turn-ups) but not so much that actual skinheads might call him out, just enough so that he could affect some toughness.
Wanker.
If by fun, meaning I will embarrass both of us in trying to make us have fun, yes.
That is exactly what I meant. It'll be awesome.
339: Probably no one, but I was trying to come up with something to do other than drink the stuff or throw it out.
345: Someone should have just passed them out....
Yeah, the hilarity hadn't quite ensued to that degree when I left.
mmm, beer. Harpoon IPA is my local bar standard. I've had to work at developing a taste for cheap swill, though, because unlike most beer drinkers I didn't start there.
It's good to see the Sheltons up to their usual tricks with Santa's Butt. I miss them; they were local when I was in Amherst (Belchertown is the next town over; the potential ridicule of the name is nothing compared to nearby Athol, MA) and the excellent bar I patronized carried practially all of their stuff. The owner of the bar would go on trips to Europe with them and hand-import cases of random interesting stuff, which they'd slap a label on and make legal before he sold it to the first couple dozen lucky people at the bar some night.
If you folks think the microbrew names are on the edge, you should check out the homebrew club names. Foam Rangers? Urban Knaves of Grain? Pacific Gravity? Those are the good ones.
to 248: breasts can very easily contain beer. 1 nursing mom + .15 BAC=beerlicious milkiness. and sleepy babies.
Raison (not raisin) d'Etre is one of the best beers out there. If Dogfish Head named it Raisin d'Etre then I would agree that that is lame. I even remember the first time I had it. It was a summer solstice party, and I drank a few of them and a few Troegs Sunshine Pils. Then I had a wonderful ride home on my bicycle.
339: Anyone in the South concocting incredible chili, that's who.
Also, who drinks beer to get drunk? Maybe it's because I was raised in the land of drive-thru dacquiri shacks, but really, beer is for buzz. Drunken revelry requires a flask...which I stash in snazzy jackets for the oh-so-frequent occasions in which I'd otherwise be tremendously bored by some schlub's talk.
279/280 -- for a fine, fine, non-cloying hard cider. try Farnum Hill Semi-Dry or Extra-Dry.
344 -- wait are Teo and text planning some kind of NY meetup and not telling me about it? Are the rest of you party to this vile deceit?
354 -- Yeah the situation Al describes is more comparable to breasts loaded with White Russians (à la A Clockwork Orange). But something tells me the 'Postropher would not be choosy if push came to shove.
You can easily make your own kumiss. First let milk sour, then ferment it with yeast. Agitate while fermenting, then let the solids settle out when fermentation is finished. If you have no mare's milk and must use cow's milk, adding lactose improves the alcohol content (in the sense of increases the alcohol content).
Sterile procedure is not really necessary, which is reasonable when you consider that this beverage was invented by Mongols living in tents.
353: True. Not only beer, but a beer/milk combo. Clearly I have deliberately blocked out my memories of nursing. (Though I don't think I ever achieved a .15 BAC while doing so, alas. Maybe I should have tried harder.)
You people are useless to me. I had to discover for myself that the Lord Suffolk is ok, and would probably have been much better with some of the following revisions:
1. use of a more assertive gin
2. addition of orange bitters
3. use of Campari or one of the as yet untried by me Carpano Antica or Punt e Mes in place of the sweet vermouth.
357: Planning is still at a rudimentary stage, but text and I will indeed be coming to New York in January.
362 -- ah. Well let me and us know when things crystallize for you.
Example of Mineshaft affect surfacing in a non-Mineshaft situation: at dinner at a friend's house tonight the conversation was of mediation, which our guest practices as a career and our host is qualified to practice (in NJ, lawyers and therapists can mediate without any additional certifaction) but hesitant about; she said among other things, "people want you to be Solomon -- I'm not going to come in and render judgement on them." "But in what other career" ask I, "would you get to cut babies in half?" Fortunately it came across as clever rather than perverse.
Our host thinks "the funny thing is, in that story you recommend that the child be cut in half and someone comes forward to resolve the dispute. In these cases, they would tell you OK, go ahead and cut him up, I want the bigger half."
which our guest practices as a career and our host is qualified to practice
You have a guest, and you have a host—what are you?
Don't go trying to transgress the binarism of host/guest on my watch, buddy.
You have a guest, and you have a host--what are you?
We are simultaneously guests and hosts: guests at our friend's house, with whom we are preparing a potluck type of supper; hosts to our friend who is visiting from Germany, and who is in this situation doubly a guest.