Everything I'm looking for...
She's smooth. Her entire being is intoxicating. I love her taste, and the head -- GREAT head.
Could this be true love?
Saturday, October 04, 2008
She's smooth. Her entire being is intoxicating. I love her taste, and the head -- GREAT head.
Could this be true love?
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Blackout (two-fold)
After this past weekend, I need to acquire some of the Great Lakes Brewing Company's "Blackout Stout".
It was fan-fucking-tastic.
Ironically, when I finally came to rest at home, a good chunk of my general area was hit with a two hour blackout.
Coincidence?
Completely.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Beer Pong
Beer pong is awesome. But, some uptight people don't want it on the Wii.
Seriously? Come on.
It's a game of gentlemen. A game of skill. A game Chud can really get into.
Labels: beer
Monday, June 30, 2008
Drinking / Incoherent Rant
Drinking has been making me feel like crap.
I know. You're saying "Joe! Don't drink in excess! Only have a couple!" But here's the thing: I only have maybe one or two. I mean, I could be developing an aversion to the hops in beer, but it's happening with other alcoholic beverages. It's making me re-think the entire idea. I'm feeling like crap lately. I don't know why. I'm going to blame the weather changes, since my sinuses are all jacked up, but I'm not sure if that's the whole thing.
I've been feeling somewhat disconnected lately from a lot of things, and I'm not sure if it's related to booze. It's just something I don't get. Simple things seem to be slipping through my fingers, and sometimes I feel like yelling or screaming, venting everything. One moment, I'm in good stead, then at the flip of a coin, I'm just either completely out of it or feeling so much pressure, it's killing me.
Odds are, I'll end up in the loony bin, doped up on meds.
Yeah, that seems about right.
I need something to just be right for once, without any complications.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
How to drink for free all night long
I was popping around some forums recently, and I found out how to drink for free, and all night long. Do you want to know? Well, here it is:
Learn it. Know it. Live it.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Downtown - Detroit Beer Company / Slows
Since I had today off from the office, I hit the gym and spent a good part of the day in downtown Detroit, enjoying the scenery and partaking in local business wares. I met up with some friends at the Greektown casino, and parked in the new structure. Let me tell you, it is sheer brilliance. I love the fact that the signs tell you how many vehicles are parked on the floor. Very nice.
I met up with my friends, popped onto the People Mover, and walked around Comerica Park and Ford Field. From there we went over to the Detroit Beer Company. Totally awesome.
The Detroit Beer Company is located near Comerica Park, in the space which was once occupied by the IO -- a hole in the wall coffee/soda place which catered to the emo and indie bands in the late nineties. They re-did the interior, and it's awesome now.
The beer sampler is five of their on-site brewed beers in sampler glasses. With eight beers on tap today, we had to add a couple more in there. I stayed away from the Broadway Light, but I might have to try it next time. Every other beer was quite tasty, so I'd assume it's delicious as well.
After that, we popped down to Slows at the far end of Corktown. The place is marked by a large black and red sign, and a very interesting wood door. I really should have snapped a few photos, but hunger was setting in... Inside, the atmosphere was awesome. Everything was brick or wood, and the place radiated the scent of BBQ sauce. Pork, ham, chicken, and ribs were on the menu, and you could smell it. I ordered "The Reason" -- a pulled pork sandwich, along with cole slaw and cornbread.
"The Reason" was delicious... served on two slices of Texas toast, and piled with a healthy mound of pork and the side of cole slaw apparently ON the sandwich. I didn't get that, though. Why put it ON the sandwich when you bill it as a side? I've also learned cornbread is not something I'm really hip on, but that's okay. The big irk about this place was that they had five BBQ sauces on the table, but they never cooked the food with it. Isn't that the epicenter of BBQ sauce cooking? That way, the flavor really gets into the meat.
I enjoyed the food, but it wasn't as good as it was made out to be. Could have been a bad night to go. But you have to find it interesting that they do not place carry-out orders -- only dine-in.
So, that's today's excursion to downtown Detroit. I have to say, good times were had.
Labels: beer, Detroit, food, friends
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Weekend!
This weekend was a weekend filled with attractive women, political intrigue, games, and booze.
What an interesting way to start it up...
Friday I head home from the office, knowing I'm missing an alcoholic bash I wouldn't have been able to attend, and so I'm chilling at home. I drop a shower and surf teh MySpace. I drop a message to Alicia and head off to Cowley's for some drinks and chat. All well and good. I learned a few things. Drinks and chat, for example, breaks down to mixing the liquor and the brews, while checking texts to make sure work didn't hit me up for stuff. I think the Irish moonshine, then the double shot of tequila while Lish was in the bathroom, pushed me over the edge towards a full unsober moment.
We leave and I become wrecked. I am Bob's Damaged Liver. I am a champion.
We walk over to a bench and I start spilling protein. Not in the fun way where it's a comic genius moment, a porch pop like at Sparky's, or a bad shot with whipped cream, ala Chud -- no. It's trying to regurgitate and not strain my neck from convulsion heaves, because well, it won't spray. It has to painfully wrench my neck and come up in seperate stages or sections, like a bad Lego instruction sheet.
Really, this was living in an Alcoholic world. It's like a Duff Gardens moment, and Surly is right around the corner. (Because Surly only looks out for one person -- SURLY!) I attempt to send Lish home to let me stew in my self-depreciation vomit, but her constitution for it perseveres, and she says no. I head to the car and attempt to bed down.
No avail.
She thinks I think I'm ready to drive off.
Really, I have done it in the past, but I played it smart because well, I'm Joe, I'm not that fucking dumb, and that was Farmington. I toss my keys to the far crevice of the T-bird and I try to curl up and sleep part of the booze haze off.
Nope. I get tugged on to be driven home.
It's a grand gesture, really, but I have rules. One of which is that I do not go anywhere without my car, unless the night is pre-planned for that or I'm taken in an ambulance. I make the claim, "Fine. You have to stay at my house. I have a spare bedroom, though."
She has none of it, and being an ex, I understand her reasons, but hell, I'm not asking to sleep with her. I'm just obeying my rules and allowing hers to be followed. I mean, I'm selfish. I didn't want to have to wait for a ride back to my motor in the AM.
Regardless...
This game carries on for who knows what amount of time, because for me, it's still Beer O'clock, quickly approaching Beer-thirty-five. I'm told I'm going to get arrested for sleeping in my car and whatnot. This push-pull event goes on for a while (bringing back some memories in this hindsight recounting), so I do what's most sane and logical...
I call Sean.
Sean, my drunken voice of reason. He's on top of his game, spouting crazy shit and how she should only drive me home if she sits on my lap -- a point he reiterates many times in succession, much to my vacant amusement.
To make a long story short (too late), Alicia ends up following me home, I give her the tour, and she motors home.
The next morning, I wake up, pack a bag, and head off to the Cleveland area to visit Erin and Josh at Matrix Games, then hit the Garvin house before going to the birthday party for Vikki.
I love the open road. One of my favorite things to do is drive and just talk/scream/yell/rage at high speeds on the veins of our country that we call the interstate. I travel to Oberlin talking on the phone to peeps, apologizing for being the caretaker victim and things I may have possibly spouted into the air besides vomit, and re-piecing conversations. (Yay for blackout moments. Ahem.) Oberlin is pimp, then I hit the Avon Lake Garvin house for Tsuro and some Settlers of Catan. We lunch/dinner then head off to Parma for good times.
The Parma Party was good times, with sword-fighting, spray-painting (thanks for the idea, Vikki), and slip-n-sliding. I drank only half a beer since I still had some vague residuals from the previous night, but I completed the night well and in top form, instructing a party-goer how to code HTML and proceeding to damage the fuck out of my knee. Yay for "the day after" splash battle damage, as it feels like a truly Leeroy Jenkins moment.
We head back to the Casa de Garvin where Garv and I bust out a few more rounds of Tsuro and I go to the attic to sleep.
This morning erupts with Steve the dog visiting me after I painfully move down the stairs for the morning leak, then back up to chill for a bit. We do breakfast, another Settlers game (I lost all weekend in that damn game), and I drive home.
It was a pretty fun weekend, vomit aside. Good times were had, and thankfully, tales were created. Now, I'm off to chill and rest the knee, because fucking OW.
Labels: alicia, beer, drunk, pain, thoughts, weekend
Friday, June 08, 2007
Party!
For those of you who haven't heard yet, I'm throwing myself a birthday party.
Lame? Probably.
Intriguing? Hopefully.
I'm turning 28 soon, and the party will be held on the 16th of June. It's BYOB, so all you alcoholics know ahead of time. If you want to bring some snack or booze to share, awesome. If not, that's cool, too.
Chud says he's possibly acquiring a keg, so it means I'll have to get a makeshift beer pong table going. The hot tub will be running, so be ready to have a good time, relax, and celebrate the birth of a guy who wasn't supposed to live past eight hours.
Need directions? Hit me up via Odeo, Skype or email.
Yes, that means you.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Awesome Fridge!
Great fridge, but I fear there will be a lot of foam resulting from this contraption. Still, I want one.
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Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Warning!
Men, please read this if you go to bars or clubs:
Guys, be more alert and cautious when getting a drink offer from a girl. There is a drug called "beer" that is essentially in liquid form.
The most effective varieties are being shipped in from other countries. "Beer" is now being used by female sexual predators at parties to convince their male victims to have sex with them.
The shocking statistic is that this "beer" is available virtually anywhere! All girls have to do is buy a beer or two for almost any guy and simply ask the guy home for no-strings-attached sex. Men are literally rendered helpless against such attacks. Please! Forward this to every man you know...
...so we can get some beer...
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Bell's Trip Rundown
It took a while to get the K-zoo trip to kick yesterday.
After having to take James' younger sister to South Lyon to babysit, we drove back into L-town where my phone decided to completely lock up. I rushed off to the local Verizon store for my fourth phone in six months, then went to James' to meet up with him and the ladies -- Jen, Elizabeth and Nicole.
We all drove out to Kalamazoo for some Bell's goodness and some good conversation. After a couple of beers, we headed to a Denny's for some food, then we migrated to a crazy bar in Battle Creek, where it mixed every age, ethnicity, and style into one conglomerated mess. It was the bar from hell. The best part was the dress code: No cut off clothing, and all hats must face forward -- That's it.
We then drove back into L-town, and everyone parted ways. It was a good time. We need to do that again sometime, but perhaps hit a different destination.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Beer - Cowley's/Charlie's/Bell's
Well, James and I went to a beer tasting at John Cowley's and Sons, and for $20, it was amazingly awesome. It was a very open format, where you could taste whatever you wanted as opposed to eveyone getting the same beer and sampling it, then waiting for the next one. It was a really good time. (You can read James' comments on the night here.)
But, we decided that we're going to head out to Ann Arbor for some Good Time Charley's on Friday night, and we are going to gather people for hitting the Bell's Brewery on Saturday. And somewhere in there, I need to hit Breaktime in Novi for some Underdog goodness.
That's it for now. I'm off to do some stuff while I wait for a call, then go to bed.
Later fuckers.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Beer Tour
Anyone up for taking a trip to Kalamazoo for some Bell's Beer over at the Bell's Brewery? I think it'd be a good trip. And James, I'm itching to hit the Dragonmead Brewery soon.
Next week for Dragonmead anyone?
Labels: beer
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