Laate Shiftoooo

00:26 / 05.11.05

Oh House, if my wee smells of pear wine it means Im letting too much through the filter that is me.

F.O.M.: It still has to be strained and filtered. There are still bits of pear floating around in there. When it'd finished it should look like regular white wine.

Xoc. Never done absynth. I should though. I really should.

00:36 / 05.11.05

Ahhh... It's cocktail hour.

Hello, all. How's tricks?

Mourne Kransky

00:46 / 05.11.05

Hmmm, make mine a Brandy Alexander.

00:49 / 05.11.05

Seeing as how Xoc recommends it, make mine an absynth. And stick an umbrella in it.

00:50 / 05.11.05

I'm enjoying delicious G n' T's. Oh, gin. How can something that smells suspiciously like household cleaner be so wondrous to imbibe? Life is full of mysteries.

On the subject of questionable homemade wines, I recommend rhubarb. It's surprisingly fucking great if you like tart beverages.

P. Horus Rhacoid

00:51 / 05.11.05

Absinthe involves the sugar and the fire and the hallucinations, right? Sign me up.

00:53 / 05.11.05

I've made rhubarb wine before... tasted like crap. Went sooo very wrong. Oh well, ya plays yer cards and ya takes yer chances I guess.

Next will be sake.

Alex's Grandma

01:03 / 05.11.05

Xoc;

The last thing I want to do is talk out of turn here, but, based on your thoughts in the bodyclock thread, are you going to, y'know. 'do' Dr G before he wakes up tomorrow?

I can't help feeeling that you basically should, dude.

01:14 / 05.11.05

The worst homemade wine I've ever experienced was blueberry. Because Maine has a huge blueberry indusrty, every asshole thinks he can make blueberry wine or, worse yet, blueberry ale. Whoever decided it was okay to make fruit-flavored beer is one of the biggest bastards of our age.

Alex's Grandma

01:15 / 05.11.05

What with him having all these 'big ideas...'

01:20 / 05.11.05

I've heard there's a very good apple beer made around here.

My uncle makes chokecherry wine. Amazing stuff. Sweet and dry.

Mourne Kransky

01:24 / 05.11.05

Grandma, you must stop thinking about sex. You will only wear out your batteries that much sooner.

I am now about to snuggle up for the night and we'll see what happens in the morning. I suspect old G will not be here when I awaken but will have gone to sate his lust instead at Covent Garden Flower Market (open 3 till 9 a.m. on Saturdays). It's so hard when your amatory competition is a cut price orchid. Still, at least he's not given to carnations. Could be so much worse.

01:44 / 05.11.05

Chokecherry wine sounds very palatable.

There is actually a good apple beer from Quebec that I've had. I forget what it's called, but it's from the brewing company that does Maudite and Terrible, among other excellent, expensive big-bottle beers.

01:49 / 05.11.05

Thats the one Im referring to. Never had it myself though.

02:16 / 05.11.05

It's very unique, and not sickly-sweet at all. When I rage against fruit-flavored beers I'm thinking along the lines of Sam Adams Cherry Wheat or Pete's Strawberry Blonde- the shit that obliterates the interesting taste of good beer with a dollop of candy-flavored shit. That stuff drives me up the wall.

I think the Quebec brewing company is Unibroue or something similar, but I still can't remember the name of the beer. Give it a shot if you get the chance. I wouldn't drnk ten pints of it, but it's great for a beer or two to get the palate working before you settle down to your usual.

Sekhmet

05:39 / 05.11.05

Hello Barbelith. I am drunk and you are all beautiful people. Huggles all round.

(*falls over*)

05:40 / 05.11.05

Quick! Someone take that mask off!!! Sekhmet could choke!

Sekhmet

05:48 / 05.11.05

You really don't want to see what's under the mask though. REally.

Whoo I'm whammered.

05:51 / 05.11.05

Please don't tell me you were old Mr Simpkins from the amusement park all along. That's always such a disappointment.

Sekhmet

05:57 / 05.11.05

I would have gotten away with it too, if hadn't been for you meddling kids!

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

21:51 / 05.11.05

GET SHIFTY, GUYS!

22:03 / 05.11.05

(Quick... look shifty. Here comes the boss. Well, Suedey, anyway).

iamus

22:06 / 05.11.05

Suedey is the boss.

22:09 / 05.11.05

Oh bollocks.

Can you cover up for me when he gets back? It's just... I've spent the whole shift arsing about online and playing games... hang on, this is getting a little TOO much like real life.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

22:09 / 05.11.05

Thats right.

We don't have to sing that who song now, do we? It's really long.

iamus

22:22 / 05.11.05

We could hold hands and clap, if that's more convenient.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

22:36 / 05.11.05

Let's all just clap our hands and say yeah.

Arf.

haus of fraser

22:50 / 05.11.05

so you've been listening to that record too.... (rather good it is too but i said all that in music)

hello all i'm pissed and tired having just returned from fireworks at ally pally followed by delightful tapas with lots of rioja...

I've not been barbelithing much in recent weeks cos of work busyness and family nasties although i've been lurking a little... what have i missed? Who's here... make it quick i'm gonna go to bed soon...

23:43 / 05.11.05

Where'd everybody go?

Totem Polish

00:46 / 06.11.05

Haven't posted on the shift before, probably because I tend to be too pissed or monged to operate my keyboard - all those little signs...I'm currently sober and learning lines for a play. This totally breaks some sort of rule about the right use of a Saturday night, but oh well...

Mourne Kransky

00:52 / 06.11.05

Monged is a disgusting word. You may need to reconsider your casual use of it. You seem like a good guy so I'm sure you will.

Hi! What play?

My apologies for the mon... I mean my slightly casual approach to the language, all my concentration is on getting my head around the words in Ibsen, not in my head. That and the wind's howling round my 7th floor room at the mo, so nice things are keeping me awake. The play is 'Ghosts', I'm supposed to be dying of syphilis in Victorian Norway, so the wind and coldness right now kind of help...