Riddeford wrote:Woke up after drinking until 4. Went to the liquor store but it hadn't opened yet. Went to the corner store and it was open. I bought some cheap wine. Now I'm feeling better! How are you morning drunkards doing on this Saturday?
The depanneur lived up to its name?
It did! I passed out for a few hours and got more beer. I think I'm good until tomorrow afternoon. I checked my sources and I didn't offend anyone or hump a trashcan. Let's drink!
I miss you Riddeford!! In chat and here. But here most of all.
Now you're ready for some anti-dry-otics!-BeerMakesMeSmarter
If worms had daggers, birds wouldn't fuck with them-Todd Snider
Morning, night, have no meaning. Am I conscious? Is there bourbon? Then drink. Or sleep. Nothing else.
Resurrecting an old Grumpy post. When I don't have obligations like on weekends for example, I totally abide by this. I have no concept of time so I could drink morning, noon, night. For whatever reason I would rather wake up and start a fresh new day with drink over drinking late into the wee hours. I feel like I get more out of my day or something instead of sleeping it away from the night before. And there is nothing like the morning buzz! It's almost instantaneous. What about you, fellow drunkards?
This is easy for me, I just add a mini of Rum Horchata to a cup of coffee and we're off to the races. Then it's screwdrivers and tequila sunrises until noon, when i switch over to whiskey.
And yeah, i agree with Artful, I have to have no obligations the next day, so we're talking a weekend or vacation. I'm actually due a vacation next week, so I'm going to be destroying some bottles in celebration of the Halloween week, from sun up to sundown.
"They told me to see the glass half full cause some see it as half empty
I chose to see the glass twice the size it needed to be" - Pharoahe Monch, 'Broken Again'
Yes, I confess. I don't drink early enough in the morning. I have to clean house first, if you know what I mean and then start eating and smoking weed. Then I have a big brunch and while the steak is broiling I'm drinking a martini around 11:30am. That's as early as I can make it. It's a great life, so why push it, you know what I mean?
Found myself in the Matrix and took the red pill. Now I want the blue pill and my bottle and leave me alone.
Yes, I confess. I don't drink early enough in the morning. I have to clean house first, if you know what I mean and then start eating and smoking weed. Then I have a big brunch and while the steak is broiling I'm drinking a martini around 11:30am. That's as early as I can make it. It's a great life, so why push it, you know what I mean?
I typically start around lunch time on my days off and the minute I get through the door when I'm working. There are the occassions for beers in the morning or a splash of bourbon in my coffee or the rare bloody mary with my scrambled eggs.
Right now, on the Kamchatka peninsula, at 21:30 coordinated universal time, they're saying someone didn't start drinking early enough. And it's probably "you".
Had a dream / nightmare the other night, papa and I were in charge of a "vintage" river boat. You know, like the one in Maverick. So the first thing i want to know is where all the premium whiskey is given I've got free reign (next would be the dancers but another story). So idk why but i ended up with Kentucky Owl 11 year as my first drink🤔 in a.tumbler neat. Think i was eying it the other day at the store (which migjt explain it showing up). Never had it,.but damn it was good in my dream, but no sooner had i got that first precious swig down had some asshole started breaking my balls from across the card tables.
So i lose my cool almost immediately (and distinctly remember telling myself "just let it go,.you got good whiskey to drink"). I grab the little twerp by his fucking neck and threaten to throw.him overboard. Papa is disappointed in me as is everyone else on the boat. At this point I'm so pissed off i just basically start chugging out of the bottle, even more pissed off about what my hangover the next day will be, but aside from that I'm not even getting drunk! I'm having like that slight buzz,.but it wasnt cutting it. Some asshole sitting beside me is trying to talk to me about some stupid shit, and all's I'm thinking is to get more booze down and what other whiskeys are there on the boat!
Not.sure if anyone can relate
Something's got to be done. We can't go on like this.
I must have some booze. I demand to have some booze!- Withnail
