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Clark has rendered me afraid of hangovers but I still want to drink zima

"you are not nearly drunk enough you wuss. wine? vodka! vodka! what are you, a old lady at a bridge club? c'mon, you're not a man unless you pass out in your own puke"
There's just one problem. You're far from old.
It's all in the pacing. Despite what some may say, we won't wake up tomorrow to the Rapture. You have to be in it for the long haul, which means staying away from rookie-amateur-frat-boy-keg-stand-beer-bong-beer-pong-Jager-bomb-blackout-train-wreck-curb-retching-one-drunken-car-wreck-from-Slab-City-wake-up-in-where-the-hell-am-I drunken shenanigans.
Find one drink and stick with it for the evening. Stay away from the sweet stuff and the girlie, frou-frou drinks. Don't listen to the Smiths since alcohol is already a depressant. You can't handle the added pressure.
Are you with me?
It's all in the pacing. Despite what some may say, we won't wake up tomorrow to the Rapture. You have to be in it for the long haul, which means staying away from rookie-amateur-frat-boy-keg-stand-beer-bong-beer-pong-Jager-bomb-blackout-train-wreck-curb-retching-one-drunken-car-wreck-from-Slab-City-wake-up-in-where-the-hell-am-I drunken shenanigans.
Find one drink and stick with it for the evening. Stay away from the sweet stuff and the girlie, frou-frou drinks. Don't listen to the Smiths since alcohol is already a depressant. You can't handle the added pressure.
Are you with me?
Kevin "El Liso Grande" wrote: "i like a good coaching/mentoring session on drugs"
Ever make a bong out of an apple? It's easy AND fun. Carol Duvall's got nothing on me.
Ever make a bong out of an apple? It's easy AND fun. Carol Duvall's got nothing on me.
Barb wrote: "... that does sound like something Clark would say ..."
Pah! I would never say that. Chunks make me squeamish.
Pah! I would never say that. Chunks make me squeamish.

yes, i was the macGyver of bongs. apple core, foil, empty toilet paper roll tube, #2 ticonderoga pencil, 30 weight ball bearings and a #11 rapala and i could make a fully functioning bong that would rival an apogee
Kevin "El Liso Grande" wrote: "Clark wrote: "Ever make a bong out of an apple? It's easy AND fun. Carol Duvall's got nothing on me."
yes, i was the macGyver of bongs. apple core, foil, empty toilet paper roll tube, #2 ticonde..."
Well Hoosier, the fishing lure is a new one on me.
yes, i was the macGyver of bongs. apple core, foil, empty toilet paper roll tube, #2 ticonde..."
Well Hoosier, the fishing lure is a new one on me.
BunWat wrote: "Big glass of water two B-complex vitamIns before bed any night there's been drinking."
Does it really work?
Does it really work?

- bottle of pedialyte (I prefer grape... orange is gross, apple is doubly gross)
- bottle of ginger ale
- glass with a straw
Fill glass 2/3 full with chilled pedialyte. DON'T DRINK IT YET! That stuff tastes like shit without the ginger ale. Fill the rest of the glass with ginger ale. Sip through straw until it's empty. Add ginger ale as needed. Repeat until pedialyte bottle is empty.
Voila. You have replenished your electrolytes. Hangover will disappear within 30 minutes. Pinky swear. Time for a nap.
Best way to drink, I've learned, is to stick with what you like. If I'm out with friends for a night of drinks, I'll start with a beer or two and then move on to something like bourbon or vodka, something I can take my time with. Stay away from shots, as they're evil and designed to get you blasted in seconds.
Also, don't drink alone. Unless you're waiting for friends, drinking alone means you want to get drunk, and you're in a shitty mood. Drinking and shitty moods will only make things worse. Drink with friends or good company; you'd be surprised at how much you drink, but also at how you've paced yourself quite nicely, without getting roaring drunk by 10pm. Because there's nothing worse than a noob being drunk by 10. Lame.
Most importantly, know when to stop. Your body will tell you when you've had enough to drink. When you're in your 20s, you can tell your body to fuck off. As you approach your 40s, the body knows what it's talking about, so you best listen.
Also, don't drink alone. Unless you're waiting for friends, drinking alone means you want to get drunk, and you're in a shitty mood. Drinking and shitty moods will only make things worse. Drink with friends or good company; you'd be surprised at how much you drink, but also at how you've paced yourself quite nicely, without getting roaring drunk by 10pm. Because there's nothing worse than a noob being drunk by 10. Lame.
Most importantly, know when to stop. Your body will tell you when you've had enough to drink. When you're in your 20s, you can tell your body to fuck off. As you approach your 40s, the body knows what it's talking about, so you best listen.

When I drink I have a glass of water for every glass of anything else. I tend to stick to beer or wine or the occasional whiskey, but I don't mix at all.

It really does.
Gus wrote: "When you're in your 20s, you can tell your body to fuck off. As you approach your 40s, the body knows what it's talking about, so you best listen."
And as you approach your mid-50's and beyond and you're still yakking at the sidewalk, it's obvious you're a hopeless no-lifer for never learning your gakk threshold and should probably stick to O'Doul's.
And as you approach your mid-50's and beyond and you're still yakking at the sidewalk, it's obvious you're a hopeless no-lifer for never learning your gakk threshold and should probably stick to O'Doul's.

And if you're me, no more than one drink an hour, or I'll be snoring under the table.
Gus wrote: "Stay away from shots, as they're evil and designed to get you blasted in seconds."
That goes double for Jello shots on principle alone. Think about it. Jello shots. Are you kidding me? They practically scream "soccer mom!"
That goes double for Jello shots on principle alone. Think about it. Jello shots. Are you kidding me? They practically scream "soccer mom!"

Wait, they still make Zima?? Not that I care...

But these park concerts are glorious community events and I love drinking at them. So I will plan ahead and build in enough time after for recovery.
Oh, shit! I just remembered I have to drive to Chicago Saturday. But I don't have to leave until mid-afternoon. Clark, temper your devlish shoulder talk for now.

Wait, they still make Zima?? Not that I care..."
They don't. Maybe Kevin stored some, though...

Just what the hell is Zima anyway? Is it like a hard lemonade?
RandomAnthony wrote: "I like drinking alone. I think I've talked about this before. I like getting drunk on my own. I don't often, don't get the wrong impression, but I like getting drunk on my own."
Me, too. Only problem is there's never a goddamn moment's solitude around my house. I know that one day I'll miss the ruckus, but what I wouldn't give now for just ONE evening of self-loathing, introspection, my Nuggets box set on "10," and a twelve of Newcastle Brown.
Me, too. Only problem is there's never a goddamn moment's solitude around my house. I know that one day I'll miss the ruckus, but what I wouldn't give now for just ONE evening of self-loathing, introspection, my Nuggets box set on "10," and a twelve of Newcastle Brown.

It's kinda like an alcoholic Sprite. At least that's what I can recall; I don't think they've been in production for at least 7 or 8 years, which means I wasn't legally able to buy alcohol when they were "popular." But yeah, it's about the equivalent of a hard lemonade, without the lemonade.
Amber wrote: "Clark wrote: "Just what the hell is Zima anyway? Is it like a hard lemonade?"
It's kinda like an alcoholic Sprite. At least that's what I can recall; I don't think they've been in production for ..."
Now I get it.
It's kinda like an alcoholic Sprite. At least that's what I can recall; I don't think they've been in production for ..."
Now I get it.


Lol. That's the best way I've ever heard Zima explained. I've also heard it described as a drink for pretentious yuppies that don't like beer, but your's is better.
On a different note, I've never had a hangover. I've been drunk enough to vomit and/or pass out, but I always seem to survive the next day just fine. My go-to drink is rum and coke, but I think all of my worst nights involved some sugary, over-carbonated beverage like Mike's or Smirnoff ice, before we learned to buy our booze at the liquor store like grown-ups. And I don't like to drink alone, it makes me feel like I'm turning into my parents.
If the room is spinning vertically, you're done for the night.

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Don't let this be you on Friday night, Anthony.

Clark wrote, but what I wouldn't give now for just ONE evening of self-loathing, introspection, my Nuggets box set on "10," and a twelve of Newcastle Brown.
When that happens, let me know, and I'll come over. I'll even spring for a case of Newcastle. We'll probably end up fist-fighting before night's end.
I should clarify my "drinking alone" comment. I think it's perfectly fine to drink alone when you're home. Every so often, my wife travels out of town, and when the little one's tucked in bed by 9pm, I'll settle in for a glass or two of vodka, some music, and a little writing. But if you're at a pub drinking alone, that might send the wrong message. What, I still don't know.
When that happens, let me know, and I'll come over. I'll even spring for a case of Newcastle. We'll probably end up fist-fighting before night's end.
I should clarify my "drinking alone" comment. I think it's perfectly fine to drink alone when you're home. Every so often, my wife travels out of town, and when the little one's tucked in bed by 9pm, I'll settle in for a glass or two of vodka, some music, and a little writing. But if you're at a pub drinking alone, that might send the wrong message. What, I still don't know.

"You know that guy- the one at the bar, drinking alone, head hanging nearly in his beer, obviously shitfaced? Stay away from him- he’s the dangerous guy- he’s not out for a good time, he’s out to drown his sorrows. You talk to him in your nice suit and he’ll lay you out. Chick or no. Stay away from that guy”
My hangover cure- stick to one type of alcohol. Drink plenty of water throughout, lots before bed. If you still have a hangover in the morning- any kind of juice with a splash or three of vodka, then lots of gatorade and a big greasy breakfast.
Hmmmm, I know someone you can ring about this problem Sally.

If I drink enough I can pretend they're not there.
I agree with Gus and Helena, I wouldn't go to a bar and drink alone. That's creepy.


Generally, you talk with the bartender. That's me. I hope you're interesting, friend, or at least a good tipper.
If you're not the sorry drunk guy described in Helena's post, you probably start chatting with the other customers. In a social bar like ours, you can make friends pretty quick, so even if you came in alone you don't have to sit in silence all night.
The drowning-his-sorrows hardcore alcoholic at our bar is a lousy tipper - comes in for happy hour, drinks as many as he can, then leaves nothing but says "I'll tip the next time I get paid." Screw that. Have four beers instead of five, and leave the $2 you saved on the bar. He's probably a bad mood away from being banned by my bar manager.
I've been to countless clammy club gigs on my own either because none of my friends shared a particular musical interest or they were wifeing it. I would've missed out on a lot of great shows if I didn't go on my own. Is that creepy? If so, guilty as charged...
Jonesy, on the other hand, would never go to any show on his own for some reason so he used to drag me to quite a few gigs (Sisters of Mercy, Bauhaus, March Violets, Alien Sex Fiend) primarily - I'm fully convinced - so he wouldn't have to drunkenly heckle the goth kids by himself because, well, that's what they were there for. It sure beat sitting at home.
Jonesy, on the other hand, would never go to any show on his own for some reason so he used to drag me to quite a few gigs (Sisters of Mercy, Bauhaus, March Violets, Alien Sex Fiend) primarily - I'm fully convinced - so he wouldn't have to drunkenly heckle the goth kids by himself because, well, that's what they were there for. It sure beat sitting at home.


Hm. I'm not good at talking with bartenders and the like, but I tip well. I was thinking of this issue before and remembered that in Chicago sometimes on Friday I would hit the Village Tap around 4PM, before the crowds arrived, for a beer and a copy of The Reader.

Not the Bernard Schlink novel I suppose.
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Clark haunts my alcoholic dreams.