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Tuesday, August 15, 2006 

Post 50

Welcome to Post #50. And in here, I'd like to make some rash generalizations and sweeping gestures. (I think there's a Boy George joke in there...sweeping gestures...anyway...)

1)Thanks for stepping all over my lifeless body. I threw myself at your feet with my pitiful story and you all ruin it with comments of "who's bob?", "bourbon", "hockey", "vodka", "who's ken?", "beer", and national security. I'm seeing a trend here..... alcoholics in search of other alcoholics.

2)On the flip side - whoa! I have 4 people reading (and commenting!) on my blog! Hello there! You know, when I ran my own server that had chat abilty, it ended up being just me posting "anyone there?". Nice.

3)Just kidding about point #1 there.

4)Rule Four, I don't want to catch anybody not drinking. Rule Five ..No Poofters!

5)Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. Continue commenting.

Just a freqent commenter checking in.

Can you homebrew Jager? Can you try? Can I have the leftovers?

Jager? Isn't that the shit at the bottom of the primary? Friggin gross. Last time I had jager I was in Denver. Must be a high altitude thing.

and that was the 3rd time I had to type in the random letter combination to get it to post. eiaoohd. I think I've been caught saying that before. No doubt after a Jager at 7000ft.

I would advise trying a Jager Bomb...actually several Jager Bombs... at the comfy altitude of 5280...which is basically any bar in Lo-Do or anywhere in downtown Denver.

Know what's really funny? When folks that live at sea level come to visit. They get much drunker, faster, ensuring a good time for all.

So...when you Del-uh-whereians coming to visit? Are you accompanying Bob?

You have to excuse Ken - he's one of those bourbon snobs. :-)

I can live with that. Me and malted barley are really tight.

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