Wow. A fresh, blood-red steak.
Years ago a friend of mine told me how he hated shopping for steaks in California grocery stores because they all looked like they were butchered weeks ago. He said the steaks in Chicago were all bright red with bright white marbling because the stores were all near the slaughterhouses.
Bah. Fuggit. Grubhub now has Jack in the Box delivery. That's about as self sufficient as I get.
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Awesome, Patchez!
We just started last year with chickens for eggs but we’ve had to dispatch and butcher a few and it’s an art as much a science.
I’m a butcher of a butcher but I get it accomplished.
I am the Colt 45 of chicken butchers. I get the job done.
We just started last year with chickens for eggs but we’ve had to dispatch and butcher a few and it’s an art as much a science.
I’m a butcher of a butcher but I get it accomplished.
I am the Colt 45 of chicken butchers. I get the job done.
DRINK!
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There is nothing like getting it fresh and if you aren't gonna eat it fresh freeze it. There's a place for everyone in this world Hugh. If ordering in is your bag, do it. There is a place for all of Bacchus' drunkards. No room for the drys though.Hugh wrote: ↑Fri May 11, 2018 7:41 pmWow. A fresh, blood-red steak.
Years ago a friend of mine told me how he hated shopping for steaks in California grocery stores because they all looked like they were butchered weeks ago. He said the steaks in Chicago were all bright red with bright white marbling because the stores were all near the slaughterhouses.
Bah. Fuggit. Grubhub now has Jack in the Box delivery. That's about as self sufficient as I get.
I am by no means the son of a butcher. I'm guided by a talented one but it's still my giant sausage fingers doing the cutting. Lucky I don't cut the fucking things off.Absinthe Of Malice wrote: ↑Fri May 11, 2018 7:45 pmAwesome, Patchez!
We just started last year with chickens for eggs but we’ve had to dispatch and butcher a few and it’s an art as much a science.
I’m a butcher of a butcher but I get it accomplished.
I am the Colt 45 of chicken butchers. I get the job done.
Now you're ready for some anti-dry-otics!-BeerMakesMeSmarter
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Blackout and be extraordinary-Absinthe of Malice
If worms had daggers, birds wouldn't fuck with them-Todd Snider
Blackout and be extraordinary-Absinthe of Malice
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Friday night solo crew checking in! Where the fook are you guys?
You guys remember Henry David Thoreau? He was the guy who lived alone in the woods and wrote a boring novel you had to study when you were in grammar school. He also kept a diary, and as you might guess, it's mostly boring as hell descriptions of leaves, rain, and snow. But once in a while there's a little snippet that's quite interesting. On November 3, 1858 he made this entry: "Nothing makes me so dejected as to have met my friends, for they make me doubt if it is possible to have any friends. I feel what a fool I am. I cannot conceive of persons more strange to me than they actually are; not thinking, not believing, not doing as i do; interrupted by me. My only distinction must be that I am the greatest bore they ever had. Not a single thought agreed; regularly balking at one another... When I have withdrawn and am alone, I forget the actual person and remember only my ideal. Then I have a friend again."
Does anybody else feel like that after a day at the bar? Nearly every morning after a day at the bar, I wake up and the memories of all the stupid shit I said (or did) come rushing back. As I'm vomiting into the toilet I can still see all the faces of everyone on those barstools with an expression on them that says, "goddamb you're an idiot."
That diary entry was made 160 years ago. There have been enormous strides in civilization since then; we walk around carrying telephones with us that we can even watch TV on, we can launch a missile from a ship and hit something as small as a tennis court thousands of miles away, we can follow the intimate details of the Kardashians. But idiots and bores still abound annoying the good people of the world. So like Thoreau, I retreat, but I do it with a box of wine. Thoreau said wine is not a noble drink. Bah. What a bore.
You guys remember Henry David Thoreau? He was the guy who lived alone in the woods and wrote a boring novel you had to study when you were in grammar school. He also kept a diary, and as you might guess, it's mostly boring as hell descriptions of leaves, rain, and snow. But once in a while there's a little snippet that's quite interesting. On November 3, 1858 he made this entry: "Nothing makes me so dejected as to have met my friends, for they make me doubt if it is possible to have any friends. I feel what a fool I am. I cannot conceive of persons more strange to me than they actually are; not thinking, not believing, not doing as i do; interrupted by me. My only distinction must be that I am the greatest bore they ever had. Not a single thought agreed; regularly balking at one another... When I have withdrawn and am alone, I forget the actual person and remember only my ideal. Then I have a friend again."
Does anybody else feel like that after a day at the bar? Nearly every morning after a day at the bar, I wake up and the memories of all the stupid shit I said (or did) come rushing back. As I'm vomiting into the toilet I can still see all the faces of everyone on those barstools with an expression on them that says, "goddamb you're an idiot."
That diary entry was made 160 years ago. There have been enormous strides in civilization since then; we walk around carrying telephones with us that we can even watch TV on, we can launch a missile from a ship and hit something as small as a tennis court thousands of miles away, we can follow the intimate details of the Kardashians. But idiots and bores still abound annoying the good people of the world. So like Thoreau, I retreat, but I do it with a box of wine. Thoreau said wine is not a noble drink. Bah. What a bore.
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youtube remembers all of the songs i've listned to over all my drunken nights and they keep suggesting the same ones over and over. it seems like their algorithms could figure out something i would like that i haven't listened to yet. if i've playe Joey by Concrete Blond ten times per night over the last year, they should be able to find something besides Belafonte's Day Oh to suggest I listen to.
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No that`s just you.Hugh wrote: ↑Sat May 19, 2018 1:50 amyoutube remembers all of the songs i've listned to over all my drunken nights and they keep suggesting the same ones over and over. it seems like their algorithms could figure out something i would like that i haven't listened to yet. if i've playe Joey by Concrete Blond ten times per night over the last year, they should be able to find something besides Belafonte's Day Oh to suggest I listen to.
I got 10 versions of Man in the Mirror today and I`m starting to hate it
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Woohoo! This makes six consecutive weekends without setting foot inside a bar. What's the longest any of you barflies have ever gone without bellying up? I haven't been barless this long since the 1990's when I was homebound due to extreme poverty. It's going to be a beer and whiskey night tonight. I think beer creates better poetry than wine does, even though I prefer drinking wine. Beer makes me piss about every five minutes, so there's an urgency to get the next line down before I have to get up. And I got a brand new issue of Rattle to steal poems from. Rattle is the only poetry magazine that I haven't thrown across the room after exclaiming "what a bunch of shit!" I bet even Bukowski would have liked it, or at least not have thrown it across the room.
The steel-toe shoes we are required to wear at work have created painful blisters on my heel. So painful I'm unable to meet the company's work efficiency standards. I'll get a poem our of it for sure.
Next weekend I have to venture out of my safe hole to get a haircut and I'll hit the old bar up again. I wonder if they'll remember me after six weeks and if I've been 86'd since my last drunken escapade there.
The steel-toe shoes we are required to wear at work have created painful blisters on my heel. So painful I'm unable to meet the company's work efficiency standards. I'll get a poem our of it for sure.
Next weekend I have to venture out of my safe hole to get a haircut and I'll hit the old bar up again. I wonder if they'll remember me after six weeks and if I've been 86'd since my last drunken escapade there.
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Here's a booze song you guys haven't heard of yet - My Slow Descent Into Alcoholism by the New Pornographers: The New Pornographers - My Slow Descent
I first heard this one about fifteen years or so ago in an upscale cocktail lounge of all places - when the piano player took a break and played in on the jukebox. I refuse to post it in the music thread on this board because you guys refuse to post in the solo drinking thread. So - if you want to hear it - wll you have to read it here in this solo drunkard thread. I"m not sure what point I set out to make here, but I'm sure you get it.
I first heard this one about fifteen years or so ago in an upscale cocktail lounge of all places - when the piano player took a break and played in on the jukebox. I refuse to post it in the music thread on this board because you guys refuse to post in the solo drinking thread. So - if you want to hear it - wll you have to read it here in this solo drunkard thread. I"m not sure what point I set out to make here, but I'm sure you get it.
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There was a thread on here titled "healthier than thou" or something like that. When I search for "healthier" I'm not getting any results. Perhaps I'm mistaken about the thread title. Does it ring a bell for anybody here?
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Yep, that was it. But it wasn't what I thought it was. I was wondering if it may have been a thread by someone who was told to quit drinking for heath reasons, by someone who believed themself to be healthy. Thanks for the find! My memory was blurred.
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what do you guys think about loners? are they no good. is there something wrong with loners if somebody was a good person tehn they wouldn;t be a loner is that right? the people in bars don't like loners