Today, it's mostly a solutionWe'll see about tomorrow, when it is actually tomorrow
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Today, it's mostly a solutionWe'll see about tomorrow, when it is actually tomorrow
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Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
Gin tonic seems like an excellent idea.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
I had Martinis!
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
Gin and tonic is horribly British though isn't it :/
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Ice cold Gin and tonic on a stinking hot day gets you where you wanna be!
Such is Life...
Drunk that is.![]()
Such is Life...
Bombay Sapphire is okay
If you absolutely must
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In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Its the tonic that makes it foul.
Gin and lemonade does the same job but doesnt taste like licking the underside of a politicians wig.
Best combo, and i advise everyone to try this: Gin and Mountain Dew.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink, because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl.
Gin and Lemonade is nice, i'd agree to that.
Weird. I drink tonic without gin and love it.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Been a Wild Turkey Wednesday for me this evening, I had 2 litres of duty free Rare-Breed but now I have only 1 litre.
And most likely a hangover in the morning but what the fuck, you only live once and Wednesday nights are largely underrated for social drinking.)
Such is Life...
By the way, I'm out of the hospital - they made me stay for only one night since I did not suffer from any pain during the night, so the stone seems to be out.
They forgot to mention, however, that they wanted to do a radiocontrast this morning, so I went and had some coffee and a nice breakfast. Radiocontrast has to be done on an empty stomach (not even drinking is allowed), so I'll have to return next week for the procedure. I'm dubious however as to what they'll find - if anything.
When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
Roger Ebert, the guy who "shares" Dreads position on the movie KickAss, has finally admitted that he was wrong to comment that video games were not art.
He's still saying that they cannot be considered artistic, despite the fact that he's the first to admit the last videogame he played was Myst and he didn't even finish it (because he became bored). And what's with the images? Did he search "disgusting videogame images"?
Your search had no results.
Off to a picnic on a bridge, and then photographing fireworks over the city!
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHY DIDN'T I GET THE FUCKING MEMO
Rescue me season 6 started this week
Fuck
Yes
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In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Shelf space OG? It's 4 inches high, 4 1/2 inches wide.
Rescue Me season 6Kind of a slow start, though.
but my knickknack shelf is fullLast time I tried putting a figure of something on the A/V shelves (bust of Neo in a matrix DVD collection), Brandy knocked it to the floor.
but honestly it was more a jab that Nintendo said the stupid things won't ship till mid-December.
2-1 for Holland in the second half![]()
Congratulations America