Friday, December 24, 2004

Now I'm Angry...

No, really....I'm actually very jealous that I didn't come up with this first:

This is hands down the most entertaining thing I've seen all Christmas up to this point, and that includes the annual viewing of the "Island of the Misfit Toys" number from Rudolf the Rednosed Reindeer.

My favorite part of the song is where James is seen exiting the strip club!

This is the kind of Christmas/Holiday type music I'd enjoy hearing more of during the holidays...this is the kind of music I like to drink beer under the christmas tree to....

Thanks James!

Thursday, December 16, 2004


I guess I'm just a little to why, during the daytime viewing hours, it seems that all the advertisements are targeted to the uneducated/underemployed (i.e. commercials for Brown University, Argosy University, National American University)..or the broke/sue happy (i.e. the numorous law firms).

I wish I could see just one good ol' fashioned beer ad during Magnum P.I.

Then I wouldn't feel so all alone.

Thursday, December 09, 2004

A little weary, save the wear and tear...

So, I made it back.

It was a precarious journey, to say the least. First and foremost I should add that it started out as me against the machine...the "check engine" light was on for the duration of the trip. Fortunately, nothing came of it...and the vehicle appears to be running smoother than ever...

The details of the trip down to Chicago are fairly bland, so I'll pick up when we arrived in "Chi-town"...

My brother-in-law and I headed out for some last minute shopping...mostly stuff that was forgotten during the packing process....along the way we stopped into a local bar....Buffalo Wild Wings...

I'll add that we have Buffalo Wild Wings here in the Twin Cities. I will also add that this is the best idea I've ever heard of for a franchised bar....the concept is brilliant: marrying hot wings with...get!...Everyone knows that nothing goes better with hot wings than beer (unless you're visiting the Otter Supper Club, you might like to order the Lynchburg Lemonade with your order of wings). The bro-in-law and I talked about beer, sports, politics and the holidays. Autumn, our waitress and aspiring speech therapist at the local college, gave me a few pointers with helping my son correct some speech impediments. Yeah.

After we returned to the residence, I'm sorry to say, I actually passed out. Yep. It's both true and disappointing at the same time, but, in my defense, I was working on less than 3 hours of sleep in a twenty-four hour period, and lack of sleep with an alcohol mixer had taken it's toll. I will mention that I was able to recover later in the evening long enough to eat several Taco Bell soft tacos, and drink plenty of water in order to prepare myself for the next days drinkin'.

An hour after I woke up the following morning, I had helped myself to a Crown Royal and Coke. I know I've mentioned it before, but I think it needs to be said again, there is nothing better than an early morning buzz. The afternoon pretty much consisted of heaving drinking, and some game playing...I rode "the wave" well into the evening, and then into the early morning hours. I actually drew a diagram of what "ridin' the wave" looks like, and my position on the wave at that particular moment (indicated by the arrow) for my sister-in-law. I nearly ended up on the wrong side of the wave after the Vikings loss, but I recovered gracefully. (see figure 1)

Figure 1

We continued on past midnight, until we eventually had to call it quits. I had put in a serious days worth of drinking.

The final full day of the visit was a bit dryer than the previous day....I woke up, quite dismayed to find out that all of the liquor had been consumed. I had brought the Crown Royal...and a bottle of Windsor. I know the in-laws had a bottle of Canadian Club and a case of Miller Lite...all of it gone. So, as a consequence, I got a late start to by alcohol wasn't until two in the afternoon until someone felt well enough to drive the nearly 5 blocks to the corner liquor store in order to restock. I managed to maintain my composure during the temporary dry spell by playing "Test Drive" on the XBox...I'm not too keen on playing video games, unless they involve driving....I actually liked "Test Drive", however, I was disappointed that my car didn't get any dents, or lose tires, or go all haywire whenever I crashed, nor did it take me to a liquor store or bar. I've always thought that driving games should be more realistic in that manner....

When the liquor finally arrived, I commenced drinking before the bottle could even be taken out of the bag. After "getting my fade on" I yanked out the turkey fryer, and fried up a turkey, and a couple of potatoes (something I wouldn't recommend to amateur drinkers)....Much of the rest of this afternoon/evening was the same as the day before, except that we were invited to a neighbors house to hang. The neighbor is a drummer in a band, so he had "the works" set up in the basement to make some noise.

So, we enjoyed the music for a few hours, running back and forth between the houses to get refills. The owner of the drumset could see I was chomping at the bit to beat the skins, so, he turned the drums over to me, and I cranked out side one of Nirvana's Nevermind ....not such an easy task, and I'm sure that, considering drunken state of all present, the mistakes were overlooked. (see figure 2)

Figure 2

When we returned home long after midnight, I retired to playing the XBox again. My goal was to finish the game I had worked on earlier in the afternoon, but playing a driving game when drunk is like, well, one can imagine. I didn't get very far, and eventually I gave up.

The next morning consisted of getting packed up, eating a greasy, greasy drunk and hungry breakfast, and staring the "check engine" light again.

The best part of this story is the end, when we get home, unload the kids, and I head out to my beer fridge and open up a Shells' Caramel Boch and sink into the easy chair and start the recuperative process.

If my blog seems kinda 'effed up, I'm working on it...I don't know what happened....

Saturday, December 04, 2004


Yes...that's a few very short hours I will be on the road....on my way to Chicago.

From time to time, the wife and I load up the kids to make the six hour drive south to visit in-laws...what this basically amounts to is the consumption of copious amounts of alcoholic beverages....I feel drunk just talking about it.

Usually, my goal when I'm in Chicago is to maintain that ever so difficult "perfect beer buzz"....not an easy task...I haven't quite mastered it yet, although I have "ridden the wave" several times, which is a rare treat.

Until my next....

Thursday, December 02, 2004

Street Music

From my point of view, nothing feels better than a good 'ol whiskey buzz at 10 o'clock in the morning.

Right up there, though, is any kind of positive attention:

I have to send props to the Street Musician Blog for mentioning me....the writer of said blog contacted me through a discussion board I occasionally frequent. It's always fun to correspond with like minded people....musicians always seem to have an unspoken respect for each least in general.

Being a self-professed "half-assed" musician, reading the blog is both interesting and informative. I've often wondered what goes on in a real musician's head...I mean, other than mine...I know what goes on in my head, and, even though I could never fully articulate it, my psychiatrist says that I'm getting closer to a breakthrough everytime I visit. Hurrah!

So, if you can't find me here...or on my discussion board, or at the bar...I can be found there....

...oh and, "authormusician", if that is your real name....keep on 'bloggin'....and here's to you!

I'll have to make sure to add him to my links...I'll be frequenting his blog often...