Friday Drinking Thread

[mrryde]

Just got home from work and opened a Pete's Wicked Wanderlust.

[snowave]

I don't think I 've ever told you all this, but....


I love you guys.


I'm slurpin down a Kirland bottled water right now at work, but have a cold glass in the freezer awaiting my Alaskan Amber..

T-minus 1 hour 57 minutes.

[Egon]

You're putting your job on the line for OLD-fucking-MILWAUKEE? Are you MAD????
Import or Microbrew maybe, but arguably the worst beer made in the US? *sigh*

sort of, it's grad school. yes, I'm willing to put grad school on the line for old-fucking milwaukee since that's the reason i have to buy old milwaukee in the first place. that and my undergrads are driving me up the fucking wall.

edit: Alice Cooper: Yes, Pete, it is. In fact , it's pronounced "mill-e-wah-que" which is Algonquin for "the good land."

[Woodsy]

tried last night, still cant stomach brown liqur yet.
its like part of my soul is gone.
think me and a bottle of Burgundy are gonna watch a dvd tonight.

[truth]

think me and a bottle of Burgundy are gonna watch a dvd tonight.

Kinky kinky.

[Crinkle]

Kinky kinky.

only if its a ski flick

[stompinlines]

Sipping a glass of Jameson with a tit of water....

[DJMingus]

Still kickin at the desk, sadly - but in a very short while it will be home to open some vino. Oh yeah, maybe take Shera's directions, too.

Time to do the FRIDAY DANCE.

[mrryde]

I'm going to go git me some more beer, maybe some of that 12.9% Rogue

[milton]

well,well a friday drinking thread. i LIKE IT!

lemme see, company party on the golf course starting at noon. 1 part golf, 9 parts beer, 6 parts scotch, mix well and garnish. Serve neat.

[schindlerpiste]

Drinking some Knob Creek. Necktar of Ullr. Thinking of last year's dump. I'm jones'in for some freshies......

[Below Zero]

Michelob "Smooth and Crisp Classic Lager" for me.

[powderhound]

celebration ale

[Littlejerry]

cab franc

[Tippster]

Really great Beer Ad from Down Under:

http://www.bigad.com.au/

[snowsprite]

Just woke up from a 3-hour nap after having a blackbeary long trail. The benadryl I chased down with it helped to seal the nap deal. Now I'm all refreshed and perky again. Just in time to get back to drinking!

Sprite

[uglymoney]

Note: Read only if you are extremely bored.

A beauty of a day Tuesday was around here. Temps around 80, the leaves fully turned and nearly ready for their peak colors that I think are here today. Boat launched at 5:00 pm with only a couple of hours of sun left in the sky. A strong wind was blowing the warm air in, so we headed north to an area protected by cliffs that we call "The Horseshoe". My dad was along, the best driver I've ever had, and he was first, jumping into the chilly 60 degree water with his 60 year old body and twenty year old ski aptly named 'the green machine'. Up and gone, pulled by my new Evinrude E-Tec with ease he made some clean turns and retired back to the drivers seat. Another friend was next and then it was go time.



I threw on my wetsuit and slipped my feet into the tight fitting bindings on my slalom ski. Rope tight I was up, the water was glass, the trees buffeted by the wind were dancing above my head on top of the bluffs. I was the superstar at this moment, for this time, on this horseshoe. I sliced back and forth across the wakes gingerly at first, then turning sharper, leaning lower, pulling harder on the rope, enjoying the sensation the same way I enjoy highspeed carving on steep fresh groomers. Gravity is part of the game, but its the rope in my hands that provides me with the magic of momentun that is twisted and turned by my knees, feet, and toes and the fiberglass beast they command.

Pic from earlier this year:



Things were good, real good. A summer of skiing has my lats and biceps feeling strong even after a couple dozen hammering hot turns. A couple of more and I'll be done I think just as I finish a turn on my good side and accelerate hard towards the wake...15 mph out of the corner the 30, 45, 60 mph I come across the wake smoothly, when something, I'm still not sure what goes wrong as I begin to shift forward. My ski suddenly skips out of the water, I look down and see that I am flying sideways through the air, left shoulder aimed towards my inevitable reconnection with the water, ski perpendicular to the plane of travel. Shit! The rope is gone and gravity regains its grip on my fate. The ski hits and mercifully departs my feet violently but with no pain, then I hit layed straight out with no way to tuck and roll, shoulder first, its a skip because the water is hard at 60 mph, but my head doesn't skip, my neck bends under the shock of impact dredging my skull through the waters surface and my noggin suddenly becomes an anchor. My entire body swings like a pendulum through the air, I feel like a human roller coaster my head surfaces and takes flight as gravity prepares to deal another punishing card. I slam down again, this time my head and shoulder penetrate the surface at a 45 degree angle. My left side and chest take the brunt of the impact as I decelerate from speed in an instant then I flip again, and come to a stop in the same water I had felt ownership of seconds before. The water, giver of all, now owned me.

As always after a fall like that, I checked all my limbs by shaking them, trying my toes, fingers, shaking my head, everything seemed to be working except my chest muscles. My wind had been knocked clean out, so I rolled over and floated on my back while I tried to suck in the thick air floating above the lakes surface. Finally the breath came, a gulp at first, then more of a gasp, then coughing, spitting, congestion in my left side, some blood in my spit, shit! Boat, please arrive soon I think, purposefully not waving as an indication that something was wrong.

It arrived and I held my friends extended hand. . The breath was back, my lungs cleared after a few short minutes, the pain subsided when I stopped moving and rested in the boat. All was well for the moment. I sat out the rest of the night defeated, spent Wed. laying on my right side around the house, and spent Thursday and Friday moaning and groaning my way through work and trying to sleep through the pain. Thank god for Advil.

The pain was/is worth it. I've been lucky in both water and snowskiing with a lack of season ending injuries, but the risk is always there, as I was harshly reminded this week.

Oh yeah, per the pic its Miller Lite tonight. No good beer left in the fridge and cheap beer goes good with Advil.

nate

[iceman]

A beauty of a day Tuesday was around here. Temps around 80, the leaves fully turned and nearly ready for their peak colors that I think are here today. Boat launched at 5:00 pm with only a couple of hours of sun left in the sky. A strong wind was blowing the warm air in, so we headed north to an area protected by cliffs that we call JESUS CHRIST FUCKING SHOOT ME NOW

Six miles north of South Platte?

[uglymoney]

Six miles north of South Platte?

Same latitude approximately. Yeah, boring shit, I know. I'll add a disclaimer.

nate

[iceman]

refreshing to see someone not freak when someone gives 'em a little push.

nice job nate

p.s. quit signing your posts.

-Joe

[rightcoast]

i was kind of jealous when i was sitting @ work today and everyone on the west coast seemed to have a drink in their hands already.
Now, sitting here 7 Wachusett Octoberfests deep, i have a much happier view of life.

[uglymoney]

refreshing to see someone not freak when someone gives 'em a little push.

nice job nate

p.s. quit signing your posts.

-Joe

Fuck off!

nate

[iceman]

Fuck off!

nate

Where's ...the...fucking....winkie?

hah

[uglymoney]

nate

[iceman]

heh, uglymoney's better'n no money at all, I'd say.