Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Singapore Sling?
One of the great things about my job is I get to travel the world, and more importantly eat great food and experience great famous bars (and some hole in the walls!)
On a recent trip I got to go to the birthplace of the Singapore Sling. The world famous Raffels Hotel (And here I thought that was just a place to eat in the Mandalay Bay). The Singapore Sling was invented by 嚴崇文 (Ngiam Tong Boon) in the early 20th Central and has been made famous around the world since.
The Bar is actually the "long bar"(there are a couple bars on premises.) As soon as I walked into the bar I knew this was my kind of place. The wicker chairs and the palm leaf celling fans were the first hint but the bowls of peanuts and shells on the floor sealed the deal.
I took a seat at the bar - the best place to sit any time you venture into a new bar - and got a brief history lesson from the bartender about the Hotel, bar and Singapore in general as I enjoyed my poison.
How did it rate? Well the drink was just average (and $20 USD) but the bar and hotel were amazing. I would call it a must stop while visiting.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Mickey's to the rescue
********Drunk post alert********
it's only a drunk post if there are 8 *.
here it is, proof that JD is still alive and said he would post!!!!!
Whiskey
6:55
mickey's time!!!!!
JD
6:56
oh shit
Whiskey
6:56
yeah
JD
6:57
maybe i should have a jack so i can watch heros in a little while
6:58JD disconnected
7:22JD connected
7:22Away Message: Away
JD
7:23
did you finish it yet
Whiskey
7:40
ohyeah in like 10 minutes
JD
7:40
wow
thats nsane
Whiskey
7:40
maybe 15
you have to drink it fast cuz when it gets warm it taste like ass
kinda like cheap hot sake
JD
7:40
true that
Whiskey
7:41
this transcript is now a blog post
JD
7:44
nice
Whiskey
7:46
id you post it?
JD
7:46
i thought you were going to
Whiskey
7:46
i just hand delivered you a post
your first post in forever
you promised at least a post about the food in singapore
where is that?
JD
7:48
you have guilted me into starting it
Whiskey
7:49
i am gonna post this then
JD
7:50
ok I am getting some notes together
it's only a drunk post if there are 8 *.
here it is, proof that JD is still alive and said he would post!!!!!
Whiskey
6:55
mickey's time!!!!!
JD
6:56
oh shit
Whiskey
6:56
yeah
JD
6:57
maybe i should have a jack so i can watch heros in a little while
6:58JD disconnected
7:22JD connected
7:22Away Message: Away
JD
7:23
did you finish it yet
Whiskey
7:40
ohyeah in like 10 minutes
JD
7:40
wow
thats nsane
Whiskey
7:40
maybe 15
you have to drink it fast cuz when it gets warm it taste like ass
kinda like cheap hot sake
JD
7:40
true that
Whiskey
7:41
this transcript is now a blog post
JD
7:44
nice
Whiskey
7:46
id you post it?
JD
7:46
i thought you were going to
Whiskey
7:46
i just hand delivered you a post
your first post in forever
you promised at least a post about the food in singapore
where is that?
JD
7:48
you have guilted me into starting it
Whiskey
7:49
i am gonna post this then
JD
7:50
ok I am getting some notes together
is Safari finally ready for Blogger?
i just opened safari to post the following chat transcript and it looks like it does in firefox, although i am not in any condition to know what was wrong with safari originally.
Stand by for a lazy drunk post, and possibly a post from our good friend JD!!!
Saturday, November 24, 2007
she's my baby girl again
teh 13 y/o walked in the room and caught me watching tivo'd American music awards, Duran Duran really blew. she noticed that i had finished my bottle of steel reserve and was sitting with nothing to drink. she went in the fridge, surveyed the landscape, Miller High Life, the champagne of beers, Miller Lite, gotta have the "ite", teh bottle of red strioe, nad teh Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor.
She came out with the Red Stripe Jamaican Lager. did I mention this is my favorite? one day remind me to tell you how this lovely Lager earned me teh nickname "More Beer" at a lovely resort in Ocho Rios, Jamaica.
Somehow, teh comment about USC is now less tragical.
She came out with the Red Stripe Jamaican Lager. did I mention this is my favorite? one day remind me to tell you how this lovely Lager earned me teh nickname "More Beer" at a lovely resort in Ocho Rios, Jamaica.
Somehow, teh comment about USC is now less tragical.
Like going to a strip club on tusday afternoon
Thank you Family guy for the title to this post.
Whiskey: it must be cold in here
Sweat Shirt: why?
Whiskey: my nipple are hard
Sweat Shirt: LOL
ok stop
Whiskey: really they are
Sweat Shirt: but i don't need to know this
rub them, warm them up
do something
Whiskey: ok all better
Sweat Shirt: LOL
and i don't want to know what you did
just let me sit here in the dark
Whiskey: i did what you told me too
proved that it was cold and not arousal
Sweat Shirt: LOL
stop it
Whiskey: what movie are we going to see?
Sweat Shirt: the one with will smith
something about a ledgend
he is the last person on earth
my kind of movie
Whiskey: ah ok
will you hold me if i get scared?
Sweat Shirt: i will do more than that, i will hold your nipples
Whiskey: with your tounge?
ok i am drunk
Whiskey: it must be cold in here
Sweat Shirt: why?
Whiskey: my nipple are hard
Sweat Shirt: LOL
ok stop
Whiskey: really they are
Sweat Shirt: but i don't need to know this
rub them, warm them up
do something
Whiskey: ok all better
Sweat Shirt: LOL
and i don't want to know what you did
just let me sit here in the dark
Whiskey: i did what you told me too
proved that it was cold and not arousal
Sweat Shirt: LOL
stop it
Whiskey: what movie are we going to see?
Sweat Shirt: the one with will smith
something about a ledgend
he is the last person on earth
my kind of movie
Whiskey: ah ok
will you hold me if i get scared?
Sweat Shirt: i will do more than that, i will hold your nipples
Whiskey: with your tounge?
ok i am drunk
Don't let the smooth taste fool ya'
Today is Saturday.
The Saturday after Thanksgiving.
The Saturday after the Friday that was supposed to be the end of 5 days of paid holiday time.
Unfortunately, the week of paid holiday time turned into paid work time. I forced myself to ignore work on Thursday, and spent the day with my family, but Friday morning I was right back to it.
I am not complaining though, just setting up the title of this post.
I am tired. When I get tired like this, there is only one cure, Malt Liquor. Something about pounding a 40 of Ole E, or Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor, or a Billy D endorsed Bull, puts my mind at ease. When I walk in the house with one or more of these fine selections, the OL knows there is a story to be told, she also knows she will have to wait til tomorrow to hear it if she wants to understand a word I am saying.
Heading to the liquor store now. Stand by, I feel a drunk post alert coming.
Ok, so I went to the ghetto liquor store, across the racks, in search of a rowdier less commercial malt liquor. I came away with a bottle of Steel Reserve 211 High Gravity Lager as my experimental "lets try something new" brew.
(Insert the AIM transcriot above here.) halfway done
I bought a bottle of Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor (see link above) as my in case shit backup. You know, in case Steel Reserve taste like shit. And I also picked up a 24oz bottle of Red Stripe, not Malt Liquor, cuz I had seen this size bottle in New Orleans, but never here in fair weather California.
Finished with bottle # 1, contemplating knocking back the Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor.
At this point some 60 minutes after finidshing bottle # 1, i have decided to hold off on bottle # 2. I have jsut finished a bag of funyuns and have that feeling of impending pukage if i go any furhter. if you are reading this and dont see any typos, it sucks that you didnt see the first draft.
The Saturday after Thanksgiving.
The Saturday after the Friday that was supposed to be the end of 5 days of paid holiday time.
Unfortunately, the week of paid holiday time turned into paid work time. I forced myself to ignore work on Thursday, and spent the day with my family, but Friday morning I was right back to it.
I am not complaining though, just setting up the title of this post.
I am tired. When I get tired like this, there is only one cure, Malt Liquor. Something about pounding a 40 of Ole E, or Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor, or a Billy D endorsed Bull, puts my mind at ease. When I walk in the house with one or more of these fine selections, the OL knows there is a story to be told, she also knows she will have to wait til tomorrow to hear it if she wants to understand a word I am saying.
Heading to the liquor store now. Stand by, I feel a drunk post alert coming.
Ok, so I went to the ghetto liquor store, across the racks, in search of a rowdier less commercial malt liquor. I came away with a bottle of Steel Reserve 211 High Gravity Lager as my experimental "lets try something new" brew.
(Insert the AIM transcriot above here.) halfway done
I bought a bottle of Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor (see link above) as my in case shit backup. You know, in case Steel Reserve taste like shit. And I also picked up a 24oz bottle of Red Stripe, not Malt Liquor, cuz I had seen this size bottle in New Orleans, but never here in fair weather California.
Finished with bottle # 1, contemplating knocking back the Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor.
At this point some 60 minutes after finidshing bottle # 1, i have decided to hold off on bottle # 2. I have jsut finished a bag of funyuns and have that feeling of impending pukage if i go any furhter. if you are reading this and dont see any typos, it sucks that you didnt see the first draft.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Clever is as clever does
My thirteen year old daughter taught me a new word today. "tragical". This word appears in a book she is reading, The Truth About Forever.
She seemed to take great joy and pleasure in discovering this word. She spent the rest of the afternoon citing examples of "tragical" things:
Brittney Spears
Lindsay Lohan
The idiot chef on this weeks episode of Kitchen Nightmares.
The boy at school who is mean to her and only her, but has no clue he has no chance.
Dad for not knowing that she knows why the boy is mean to her.
You get the idea.
The dagger in dad's heart:
USC football for allowing Booty to continue in the Stanford game after breaking a finger.
She seemed to take great joy and pleasure in discovering this word. She spent the rest of the afternoon citing examples of "tragical" things:
Brittney Spears
Lindsay Lohan
The idiot chef on this weeks episode of Kitchen Nightmares.
The boy at school who is mean to her and only her, but has no clue he has no chance.
Dad for not knowing that she knows why the boy is mean to her.
You get the idea.
The dagger in dad's heart:
USC football for allowing Booty to continue in the Stanford game after breaking a finger.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
You win some you lose some
Wins:
landing in Atlanta
not getting mugged in the big scary train station in downtown
enjoying a meal at the famed Varsity
buying the last two 24oz tall boys beers across the street at J.R. Crickets
Finding out D passed the bar exam
sneaking 2 10 oz flask of JD into Yellowjacket stadium
scoring tickets 19 rows up on the 30 yard line, for face value
the frozen pizza skills that D demostrated while drunk at 1 in the morning
surviving the hangover Friday morning
using the iphone to be able to get back on track to dreamland
Enjoying a half slab of ribs at teh original Dreamland in Tuscaloosa, and the banana pudding too.
surviving the good ole boy barber shop while D waited for a hair cut
more ribs, and catfish at Archibald's and Woodrows's
much like the gentleman leaving A&W's while we were waiting to order said, "It's worth the wait"
tailgating with cool Alabama AND LSU fans
sitting 2nd row 30 yard line in Bryant-Denny Stadium with two refilled flask of Jack tucked away.
the awesome fans the welcomed a UT fan and a USC fan to their stadium
Finding out UT came back in teh 4th quarter and beat Oklahoma state on a field goal with no time remaining.
having the middle seat on my flight home empty
the guy in the window seat getting an upgrade to first class right before the plane pushed back
finding out Delta serves woodford reserve and enjoying a couple on the way home instead of sleeping
Losses:
the hot chick in the seat next to me on the way to Atlanta was in the wrong seat. some douche came along and made her move
rooting for the home team Jackets only to watch them lose horribly to the Hokies of Va Tech
making a wrong turn on the way to dreamland, delaying lunch by 30 minutes.
the 6 drunk LSU fans at A&W's that decided to order all the food in the restaurant turning our 15 minute wait to order into a hour long wait for the food.
OB NOX IOUS LSU fans
Alabama losing to LSU after a hard fought battle
the woman who took it upon herself to relocate to the window seat n my row, completely screwing up my plans to lay down and sleep
I started this post thinking the wins and losses would balance out. I thought I would have to craftily find a way to tell you how the fabulous hospitality of our host in Tuscaloosa made it all better, but looking back, the wins far out weigh the losses. Don't get me wrong, Our host was extremely gracious. He and his friends welcomed me, a total stranger to them but a friend of D's into his house and their weekend. For that I am grateful.
After further review, the losses mentioned above, only minor inconveniences.
The hot chick on the flight to Atlanta? Who am I fooling here? My old tired ass wasn't about to get anywhere with her, except to baggage claim maybe
The Jackets loosing? They were over matched against the Hokies. We all new there was not much chance they would win, besides, i got a really awesome yellow wig that I can wear to USC games!
Making a wrong turn on the way to dreamland? Thanks to modern technology, my iPhone and ATT's edge network, we made it there just fine. Not that me and D were gonna waste away or anything.
The 6 drunk LSU fan's? Yeah so they ordered a ton of food. They were in line in front of, and they paid for it, and me and D could certainly stand to wait another hour to eat. Maybe we shoulda went for a jog.
The rest of the OB NOX IOUS LSU fans, well they were completely offset by the gracious LSU fans
Alabama losing,well they played a great game against a good team, and I had a great time.
The woman who took the window seat... well I thought the flight was full, and my original assigned seat was a middle seat. The simple fact that i got an aisle seat was nice, the open middle seat, just the sauce on my ribs.
landing in Atlanta
not getting mugged in the big scary train station in downtown
enjoying a meal at the famed Varsity
buying the last two 24oz tall boys beers across the street at J.R. Crickets
Finding out D passed the bar exam
sneaking 2 10 oz flask of JD into Yellowjacket stadium
scoring tickets 19 rows up on the 30 yard line, for face value
the frozen pizza skills that D demostrated while drunk at 1 in the morning
surviving the hangover Friday morning
using the iphone to be able to get back on track to dreamland
Enjoying a half slab of ribs at teh original Dreamland in Tuscaloosa, and the banana pudding too.
surviving the good ole boy barber shop while D waited for a hair cut
more ribs, and catfish at Archibald's and Woodrows's
much like the gentleman leaving A&W's while we were waiting to order said, "It's worth the wait"
tailgating with cool Alabama AND LSU fans
sitting 2nd row 30 yard line in Bryant-Denny Stadium with two refilled flask of Jack tucked away.
the awesome fans the welcomed a UT fan and a USC fan to their stadium
Finding out UT came back in teh 4th quarter and beat Oklahoma state on a field goal with no time remaining.
having the middle seat on my flight home empty
the guy in the window seat getting an upgrade to first class right before the plane pushed back
finding out Delta serves woodford reserve and enjoying a couple on the way home instead of sleeping
Losses:
the hot chick in the seat next to me on the way to Atlanta was in the wrong seat. some douche came along and made her move
rooting for the home team Jackets only to watch them lose horribly to the Hokies of Va Tech
making a wrong turn on the way to dreamland, delaying lunch by 30 minutes.
the 6 drunk LSU fans at A&W's that decided to order all the food in the restaurant turning our 15 minute wait to order into a hour long wait for the food.
OB NOX IOUS LSU fans
Alabama losing to LSU after a hard fought battle
the woman who took it upon herself to relocate to the window seat n my row, completely screwing up my plans to lay down and sleep
I started this post thinking the wins and losses would balance out. I thought I would have to craftily find a way to tell you how the fabulous hospitality of our host in Tuscaloosa made it all better, but looking back, the wins far out weigh the losses. Don't get me wrong, Our host was extremely gracious. He and his friends welcomed me, a total stranger to them but a friend of D's into his house and their weekend. For that I am grateful.
After further review, the losses mentioned above, only minor inconveniences.
The hot chick on the flight to Atlanta? Who am I fooling here? My old tired ass wasn't about to get anywhere with her, except to baggage claim maybe
The Jackets loosing? They were over matched against the Hokies. We all new there was not much chance they would win, besides, i got a really awesome yellow wig that I can wear to USC games!
Making a wrong turn on the way to dreamland? Thanks to modern technology, my iPhone and ATT's edge network, we made it there just fine. Not that me and D were gonna waste away or anything.
The 6 drunk LSU fan's? Yeah so they ordered a ton of food. They were in line in front of, and they paid for it, and me and D could certainly stand to wait another hour to eat. Maybe we shoulda went for a jog.
The rest of the OB NOX IOUS LSU fans, well they were completely offset by the gracious LSU fans
Alabama losing,well they played a great game against a good team, and I had a great time.
The woman who took the window seat... well I thought the flight was full, and my original assigned seat was a middle seat. The simple fact that i got an aisle seat was nice, the open middle seat, just the sauce on my ribs.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
FOOSBALL!!!
**** DRUNK POST ALERT****
Wow, i have not typed thise words in a long fucking time.
I am in Atlanta with Demitrios getting absolutely plastered.
tonight we went to the Virginia Tech v. Georgia Tech game.
Did i ever tell you about the time D taught me to sneak liquor into a college football game? no? well he did. and we did it agian tonight
shit faced.
Saturday is LSU v. Alabama. we will be there.
shitfaced and full of dreamland ribs. go ahead, google dreamland.
pictures of our trip to the varsity and teh bar across the street are posted somewhere. when i sober up i will post a link.
warning, sobering up may not happen till the flight home on sunday. maybe JD will be kind enough to post a link.
gonna chat with GKR now about why i am gonna misshis 5th annual bday party.
Wow, i have not typed thise words in a long fucking time.
I am in Atlanta with Demitrios getting absolutely plastered.
tonight we went to the Virginia Tech v. Georgia Tech game.
Did i ever tell you about the time D taught me to sneak liquor into a college football game? no? well he did. and we did it agian tonight
shit faced.
Saturday is LSU v. Alabama. we will be there.
shitfaced and full of dreamland ribs. go ahead, google dreamland.
pictures of our trip to the varsity and teh bar across the street are posted somewhere. when i sober up i will post a link.
warning, sobering up may not happen till the flight home on sunday. maybe JD will be kind enough to post a link.
gonna chat with GKR now about why i am gonna misshis 5th annual bday party.
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