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Drunken Stupidity

Our Lady of The Two Towers

22:37 / 28.11.02

Opening a bottle of wine, in the process of using the corkscrew I somehow manage to cut my thumb, then it transpires that the bottle had a screwtop as opposed to a cork, I've just drilled through the tip cap... Doh!

23:03 / 28.11.02

Serves you right for buying screw-top wine. :-)

23:09 / 28.11.02

I've done that myself, man. As long as you drink all the wine at the time - hardly a lot to ask - then you won't really notice. Alcohol also serves as an antiseptic and painkiller.

23:19 / 28.11.02

I come across this caption on my table "As I surrender my imaginery powers over my fellow beings, I gain a more realistic view of my life". I wonder when will I ever need to use this. I admit I'm guilty of such thought. I dunno if I'm being rude or impolite to want to get another elder person to agree with me on this. Cause it's in the chineses tradition to show respect to our elders. Anyway I'm someone suffering from schiizero depeasant who are uttering such thoughts. Anyway, the emo game, though it's a simple game, I believe, have the creator putting in many manhours in it to come up with a game like this. To me, it may be the basic step to creating the sell-out game in the market nowadays with stunning realism graphics.

Whenever I call up a counselling help line, the councillor would end our conversation by telling me "Everytime you call up, you only end up telling us your imaginery & senseless problem" What's more, I got piles on my anus and if I sit too long on cushion immediately after defeacation, the piles would swell bigger due to the heat generated. 3 times I have to dig out the feaces from my rectum. First time when I was 13 yrs old, next 2 times only quite recently. And you have to wait till you finish defeacating before you could wash your hands. Not a nice experience to wash out dried feaces from under your fingernails, especially standing on tired legs. And if you're not careful digging your rectum, you could end up scratching the inside of your rectum and God knows what would happen next.

The Return Of Rothkoid

00:02 / 29.11.02

It IS classy, fuckya!

00:27 / 29.11.02

This reminds me of the time a friend of mine was in a stripjoint in Amsterdam and the table next to his was filled by some suits from america who proceeded to unscrew their beer bottles. However they wern't twist offs and the whole table just screammed as their hands were left dripping blood. The way he described it, it sounded like stigmata in a stripjoint.
And as someone who has cut his hands many time putting caps ON beer bottles and corking wine bottles, My Misgendered Lord of the Flowers, may I just say I can sympathize.

03:26 / 29.11.02

Caffeinated Stupidity?

I once took the plastic lid off the coffee can, put it down, got the coffee set up, turned it on, couldnt find the plastic lid! (shrugged) and left. Returned when the coffee was ready and found I couldn't move the pot, because I had left the lid on the burner, underneath the pot, and melted it to the burner/pot.

...and then there was the time I put an electric kettle on the stove. Not pretty I tell you...

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

09:30 / 29.11.02

Apparently it is, Rothkoid! I read in (I can't remember which) paper the other week where their poncey wine buff bloke was going on about how screwtops are best. I dunno, personally. I just read the percentages.

"Hail, Corkmaster, the master of the cork
He knows which wine goes with fish or pork."

As Frasier would have it.

10:14 / 29.11.02

I say steer clear of the screw tops. The other day I was in Oddbins or some such place and they had this wine being promoted with their little spiel about it and what kind of food it goes with, which was what I was having that very night, so I bought it. Only upon arriving home did I realize that it was a screw top (thankfully before attacking it with a cork screw). Trying to remain positive, I opened it and took a sip. First test passed; I didn't go blind. But on every sip following, I discovered this wine to be fucking diabolical. The bad kind of diabolical. I could even tell which brand of anti-freeze they had used. Eugh!

And even with beer, as handy as twist tops are, there's something traditional and classy about the old-fashioned tops, and the procedure of using the bottle opener, kind of like rolling your own cigarettes. And if there's no bottle opener handy, you can tell your impressionable friends how easy it is to open it on the edge of the table and watch them snap the top off and slice the tendons in their hands.

11:15 / 29.11.02

Indeed, Loomis.

There's something irreversable about pulling a cork that's nice when you're sharing with others or getting drunk by yourself.

On a recent tour of a vineyard I found out that corks are surprisingly expensive. So maybe that's why some winesellers are pushing screwtops.

13:04 / 29.11.02

A screwtop does equal dodgy wine, if my experiences with Thunderbird are anything to go by.

But what about plastic corks? Being so big and butch, I've crushed metal corkscrews before, no problem, but plastic corks defeat me every time.

14:27 / 29.11.02

Plastic corks ... more reliable than real ones apparently, plus you get the cork thing ... but does your dinner taste as good off a plastic fork?

14:51 / 29.11.02

I've only just started drinking wine, I didn't even know you could get plastic corks (plastic corks? Rubber wood?)

Can anyone recommend a good bottle of red wine for me tonight? And when I say good I mean good in a under £10 Sainsburys kinda way

Just so I can get up to some of my own Drunken Stupidity tonight while watching Have I Got News for you presented by Borris what's his name, you know that funny looking Tory MP that looks like George Doors..

16:00 / 29.11.02

Well, Asda and Tesco are both doing bottles of Rioja for under a fiver. Rioja is Spanish, quite dry and very oaky. I like. Or you could go for one of the many South African or Chilean -- often good value. My motto is, it's all pot luck under thirty quid, so just enjoy. If the label's smart but not too pretentious, then it's probably OK.

17:08 / 29.11.02

Livinsgton Cellars Red Rose' or Burgundy $6.99 for large bottle yummy...Christian Brothers Tawny Port $5.99 750 ML my Ol Rugged Cross...I prefer the porto you know more volume, heheheheheh snort...and if you livin 'on the nickel' Wild Irish Rose $2.99 750 ML--hell gimme some Mad Dog 20/20 I say gimme a five dollar bill and an overcoat too...

The Return Of Rothkoid

03:37 / 01.12.02

Bear: for about five quid, get the Banrock Station red that's available at Sainsbury's. It's good. As is Wolf Blass' Yellow Label cab sav...

23:21 / 01.12.02

'... my Countrymen, to their shame, are always Sotting and Drunkening, toiling at it, and valuing themselves upon making one another Drunk; indeed, 'tis a noble Atchievement to Fuddle the whole Company: 'Tis a glorious Conquest to have 'em all slain upon the Floor (as they call it). Now the bearing of much strong Liquor is an argument of a thick Skull rather than otherwise, which I find few very fond of...'

Plus ca change...

00:07 / 02.12.02

I chipped my tooth off opening beer bottles with it. Wine is for slack pussy Frenchmen.

17:47 / 02.12.02

Happened across a bottle of red Blue Nun the other day. Was so intrigued I took one home and it was lovely, just like American Cream Soda. Not like wine though. But it did have a cork so it was obviously a superior decoction of the grape.

Decoction, is that a real word? Should be...

18:40 / 02.12.02

This thread is mostly about wine, but I made fruit smoothies this afternoon (300g cranberries, boiled for 2 mins, 4 bananas, blended and then mixed with blueberry juice) and added a vodka to it. Wow! Totally recommended.

The Return Of Rothkoid

21:25 / 02.12.02

Real? You betcha.

21:39 / 02.12.02

Cheers, Rothko Id!

Thought for a minute you had linked to a site which would encourage sfd in her fruitinary* pursuits. This must not be else she'll be making jam next. High time yon delectable creature touched base with city ways again before Cornwall becomes one big Waltons' Mountain and she is lost to John Boy and Mary Ellen wholesomeness for good.

Unless you make your own barrels of moonshine down there, sfd? When you start knitting socks though, flee, for the love of God, flee!

*that is wholly a neologism. (c)ZoCher.