Drinking

Hi guys! Missed you! Sweet step-parent Christmas in a rape van, I can’t take it anymore. It seems like everywhere I look, some beermaker is doing their best to obliterate my palate with their newest frigging hopsplosion (TRADEMARKED BITCHES) of a beer. I get it, you’re craft beer makers and you use lots of hops […]

Once upon a time, on an internet in a faraway land, I used to have a LiveJournal (“I think they’re called ExtinctJournals, Grandpa”). Yeah I know, lame. But one of the things I miss about it is when I would put together music mixes for the 10s of people who read it. I would take

So apparently a phenomenon called “Icing” is sweeping the nation and I’m only hearing about it now. What is it, you ask? Basically, it’s making someone chug a Smirnoff Ice on one knee, no matter what they’re doing or where they are. They can either be handed the Ice, or tricked into discovering it by

Recently I had the opportunity to travel to Asheville, North Carolina for a weekend-long bachelor party with twelve other dudes. While most of the events of the weekend are sacrosanct and bound by the laws of manhood to remain untold (“What happens in the clichéd phrase STAYS in the clichéd phrase” etc.), I feel pretty safe in divulging the fairly harmless details

There’s only 3 or so hours left in our beloved 24, but that doesn’t mean you can’t drink along with these last few hours. Based on the suggestions of commenters, I’ve updated the original 24: The Drinking Game post to include new rules to the game to ensure you experience maximum terrorist fighting/booze enjoying. Can

So as you know, one of my favorite shows is Three Sheets, where my job-stealer buddy Zane Lamprey travels around the globe drinking the best of the best booze the world has to offer and shares his experiences with anyone with a TV and eyeballs. And once again, like a brain-hungry zombie, the show rises again

Hey gang. I’ve been a lousy blogger, I know. But I couldn’t let a drinking holiday like St. Patrick’s day go by without posting something. What am I, a monster? So you may have heard of a new kind of shot that’s going around called the Pickleback. Simply put, it’s a shot of whiskey (typically

So I don’t know how this isn’t bigger news, but apparently during the everything-fest of SXSW, legend Bill Murray was seen tending bar at Shangri-La. Seems like he was just drinking there at first, and somehow magically ended up behind the bar, serving up shots of tequila to the clamoring crowds. The man can’t help

Slate put up an article on Friday that I just now found, detailing the story of how the US government purposely poisoned alcohol during the prohibition years, which resulted in more than a few deaths. The whole article is worth a read, but here’s probably the best catch-all quote: Frustrated that people continued to consume so much

I’m sure one day in the future, when we tell our grandchildren stories like this one in their holo-beds from our laser wheelchairs, this story will seem like a quaint artifact from the past. “What’s a burger?” they’ll ask as they download their dinner from their iFeeder. But until that day comes, this will seem