Quiz: The Cafe Quiz

I’m all about the caffeinated or otherwise psychotropic beverages, as you know, so when I saw this quiz I knew I had to take it. Sadly, many of the multiple-choice questions did not have MY choice among the possibilities, but oh well, what can you do? You can’t get a layered latte at Starbucks and you can’t get a real cafe au lait at Waves.


You Are Expressive


During your downtime, you like to develop ideas and work on creative projects.

You secretly wish that you could be a more knowledgeable person. There are a dozen things you’d like to get your PhD in.

You are realistic about the world. You may have challenges that come your way, but you can overcome them.

You are inspired by high energy. Being around other creative, productive people really motivates you.

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Sandwich Board: a tragedy in two acts

In the tradition of Hemingway’s Six Word Novels and David B. Dale’s 299 Word Novels, we present a new classic of Irish Literature, a tragedy in two acts, each of which is allegedly worth a thousand words (which, if they were at Vanity Fair would pay me enough to live on for four months, but that’s neither here nor there because the last time I talked to them they were (strangely) not up for buying blog posts from me, even if I’d impregnated the daughter of the Republican Vice-Presidential candidate, which would be admittedly quite a feat and probably get me on Jerry Springer even if he had to come back from Cancellation Hell just to feature me, not to mention I have no taste for slumming).

Act One:

soup of the day whiskey

Act Two:

shitfaced mondays cancelled

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Post-Christmas Hangover and National Drunk Blogging Day: deferred!

Drunk Nativity Set

Alcohol
Image via Wikipedia

TRAGEDY STRIKES!

I have been informed that my vacation sponsors up here in Podunkaville can’t or won’t see their way into bankrolling my participation in National Drunk Blogging Day. Imagine! What’s the point of three week’s free vacation with a view, a hot tub, a fireplace, and a wall full of DVDs if you have to enjoy it sober? I ask yez.

So I have a plan.

  1. 1) Move the date back. This part is easy! Pick a date when 2. is available
  2. 2) Obtain booze sponsor. This means either Molson’s, who’ve been very, very good to me in the past, or a wine company, as getting a gin sponsor for this would be a) difficult (believe me, I’ve tried to get gin sponsors before) and b) massively destructive to one’s liver, as one must have one drink per post, and I make my Martinis on the large side.

So, anyone interested in hooking us up with some tasteh, tasteh C2H5OH, just let me know.

merry squidmas

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Economic Theory 101: the raincoaster index

If only I could afford the barrel

If you’re an economist, you’ve probably heard about all kinds of bizarre and no doubt three-letter-acronymed thingies that measure vitality of the economy. If you’re not an economist (demographically speaking, it is indeed likely that people reading my blog are not economists, as surprising as that may seem) you may have heard of things like the GDP, SET index, and similiar TLA‘s, but have you heard of:

The Hotness Index

The hotter the waitresses, the weaker the economy. In flush times, there is a robust market for hotness. Selling everything from condos to premium vodka is enhanced by proximity to pretty young people (of both sexes) who get paid for providing this service. That leaves more-punishing work, like waiting tables, to those with less striking genetic gifts. But not anymore.

A waitress at one Lower East Side club described to me what happened there: “They slowly let the boys go, then the less attractive girls, and then these hot girls appeared out of nowhere. All in the hope of bringing in more business. The managers even admitted it. These hot girls that once thrived on the generosity of their friends in the scene for hookups—hosting events, marketing brands, modeling—are now hunting for work.” A Soho restaurateur I know recently received applications from “a couple of classic Eastern European fembots. Once upon a time, these ladies must’ve made $1,500 a night lap dancing. At my place, they’re not going to make that in a week.”

In the same vein, and somewhat more directly relevant, at least to MY life and probably to yours, too, since who can afford to eat out anymore, I’d like to present:

The raincoaster Index

Image of raincoaster raincoaster
12/14/09

I was invited to fourteen corporate holiday parties last year, all within walking distance of one another, all with open bars. This year, NONE! And I didn’t suddenly become more obnoxious, companies have really cut back.

Okay, gripe over. Fucking cheapskates.

@raincoaster: I’m convinced that your drinking binges are a better measure of the economy than the number of advance durable goods shipments.

Questions? Challenges? Drink offers?

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Blogathon coping tips: exercise

With just under three hours to go in our 24-hour blogathon, it’s critical to remember to stretch and move to maintain flexibility and alertness. Whether you have chosen Track A (alcoholic) or Track B (bore) routes to your Blogathon experience, at this point you should be capable of running through several of the following yoga poses as you are waiting for your post to upload.

Drunk Yoga

This is a Blogathon post. Don’t just sit there, SPONSOR ME!

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