Monday, October 31, 2005
dannyboy 9:24 PM
Huh. Synchronicity: Wired profiles Ted Breaux, maker of one of the best commercially available absinthes. It kills me that I have to source a bottle of his Nouvelle-Orléans through an English company that imports it from where it's distilled in France, even though it was developed in New Orleans. And thus, my drinking problem is getting way out of budget.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
dannyboy 11:38 PM
Do you have ANY idea how drunker I'd be right now, if it weren't for the lousy exchange rate between the USD and the GBP?
Friday, October 28, 2005
dannyboy 7:30 PM
I ♥ Amanda Congdon... I think I appreciate her willingness to be funny more than her actual ability to be funny. And her boobies.
Monday, October 24, 2005
dannyboy 3:25 PM
If I were to come back, I would like to be a Halloween shortbread cookie shaped like a ghost, so I could bring an uncomplicated and pure happiness to whomever ate me.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
dannyboy 12:03 AM
Friday, October 21, 2005
dannyboy 9:34 AM
DETERMINATION, OR "WE CAN TOTALLY FIT IN THAT BOX":
dannyboy 9:15 AM
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
dannyboy 11:08 AM
Last night I dreamed that I was on the A-Team, but instead of being soldiers of fortune, we were designers uh, of fortune. I designed a digital product for hospital patients, that was one of those squishy pillows filled with styrofoam dots with a flexible screen on it. You could reshape the pillow to suit your needs, and there was this little onscreen blobby guy that matched whatever shape your pillow was currently in. This was the first prototype, and I had to go back and revise the interface because the little guy would bob around rhythmically while idle, and that made it really hard to make menu selections.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
dannyboy 10:34 PM
My mom is pretty, and my grandfather (who turned 88 today) says the secret to long life is booze and radishes.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
dannyboy 9:57 AM
ARRGH. OR 'DREAMS': I had several dozen related nightmares last night. I kept (thinking) I was waking up in my bed, but I couldn't move or speak. And each time there would be someone else in the room, someone I knew from the past. They would walk up to my bed, and say something terrifying, but completely in character. One of them was W., and as she walked towards me I saw her head was missing. She asked me why we lost touch. Another was the 15 yr old version of S.; this seemed significant somehow. I can't remember any more specifics, but it was a parade of people who I most definitely did not want hovering over my bed while I was immobilized. After each person/dream, I woke up trying to scream.
I had another dream last night, that wasn't quite a nightmare, but was disturbing nonetheless. I was trying to bake a rum cake, but as I was trying to separate out the yolks, egg just kept getting everywhere. I kept screwing up and soon egg was flooding the room.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
dannyboy 12:05 AM
BEER REVIEWS: La Chouffe
An "Artisanal" golden ale made in the Ardennes by Belgian gnomes (chouffes). (In America, we don't have beer-making gnomes in the mountains; we have cookie-baking elves toiling under sweatshop conditions in east LA. But that's neither here nor there.) A sweet, floral, champange-like noise that quiets over time. Sweet, smooth and citrus-cinnamony body with a spicy but not overpowering finish. If you're not used to Belgian beers, you'll be surprised at its lack of maltiness and hoppiness, which is an either/or proposition in most beer; La Chouffe is something else entirely. This smoothness, common among Belgian ales, belies the high specific gravity of the beer (8% ABV); there is no harshness from the alcohol at all. There are many things right with this beer, but the best part by far, is the theme song!
Best served in a wide-mouthed chalice, with Belgian frites. I wasn't aware that gnomes still exist, but god bless their stubby, beer-making hands. Vivre La Chouffe!
Sunday, October 09, 2005
dannyboy 11:22 PM
DREAMS OR 'HOW YOU CAN TELL WHEN I'VE BEEN DRINKING TOO MUCH': Last night I dreamed I was a time traveller, righting various wrongs that had happened in history. My current mission was to stop the accidental destruction of a WWII submarine. I discovered that the reason the boat was to sink was that all the crew's luggage was stowed improperly--and the immediate cause of the explosion and resulting fire was a box of matches in someone's bag. The boat surfaced so I could get to the luggage bins, which were for some reason on the outside. I showed the confiscated matches to my companion, who demonstrated their volatility by striking her finger on the side of the box and lighting it on fire. Yes, I realize that my subconscious is basically ripping off Quantum Leap.
Also, I am currently impressed with the flexibility of the english language WRT time travel, such that I can describe an event that (never) took place in the past's future.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Malb 4:38 PM
Someone sure jumped ahead of us.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
dannyboy 11:07 AM
BEER REVIEWS: Samuel Adams Hefeweizen
Surprisingly malty start to a surprisingly dark hefeweizen. And... that's it. It's a sweet smelling, just short of creamy, soft and lightly-sweet medium-bodied beer, with a very very slight hoppy finish, and a nonexistent head. Unoffensive and wholly unremarkable. It's entirely easy and I could drink a case of the stuff--but why would you want to? It's something of a disappointment from the Boston Brewery, as I was expecting a more worthy take on the hefeweizen. Would not buy again.
Best drunk with: a slice of lemon and a friend from the East Coast who will mail you a case of Penn Weizen when he gets home.
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
dannyboy 10:01 PM
I think I'm going to start doing beer reviews again. I did a handful a year ago but then got distracted as drunkards often will.
Here's what I had so far:
And below is a review for Sapparo lager that I originally wrote in May 2004, that I never got around to posting.
- Bornem Tripel
- Samuel Adams Chocolate Bock
- Pabst Blue Ribbon
dannyboy 8:57 PM
BEER REVIEWS: Sapporo
Oddly filling for such a smooth and refreshing beer. Or perhaps it's just the prodigious amounts that I'm compelled to drink. Drinking Sapporo, I would almost say it's more about the texture than the taste. The flavour is... unremarkable, but it does feel good going down. It must be said though that the Japanese are good at packing options--you can get Japan's standard bearer in standard tall boys, gojira-sized 22oz. aluminum cans, or the 3.5oz super-mini ultra-kawaii six pack OMG LOLZ! ^_^
Good with baked beans & toast, sashimi, and your creepy Asian fetish.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
dannyboy 5:43 PM
"Snails are fun! It feels like they're sucking on you."