Sunday, July 16, 2006

going around

you guys were all over the kennedy kid when the same story hit him a couple of months ago. Let's hear the cries of anguish over this one.

21 comments:

Tecumseh said...

Coors, 59, said he had consumed a beer about 30 minutes before leaving a wedding

Drinking beer (a Coors beer!?) at a wedding is an unforgivable sin. Take him to the slammer, I say.

The Darkroom said...
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The Darkroom said...

I couldn't agree more: no one should drink coors

My Frontier Thesis said...

In one breath test, he registered a blood alcohol level of 0.073 percent. In a second, 20 minutes later, he registered 0.088. In Colorado a blood alcohol count of 0.05 results in a driving while impaired charge, while a count of 0.08 results in driving under the influence.

You're right Pepe: popping pain pills and chasing it with massive amounts of booze and smashing your car in D.C. is minor compared to the grave sin of drinking that Rocky Mountain piss -- even a sip.

It said his blood alcohol increased upon the second breath test, so I guess he was still absorbing the booze. To speak strictly in legal defense terms, if he made it into his driveway on the .073, should he be charged with the .088 too?

The Darkroom said...

>>To speak strictly in legal defense terms, if he made it into his driveway on the .073, should he be charged with the .088 too?

i like the way you think: yes ! It's off to gitmo for this terrorist of decent taste.

My Frontier Thesis said...

Yes, Pepe: if he was drinking a decent IPA or some nice wheat beer, we could maybe make an appeal for a Presidential Pardon. The horror of drinking Coors (even thinking about drinking Coors), however, is just too disgusting to fathom.

Tecumseh said...

Actually, I think I tasted Coors only once in my life -- I cannot rememeber exactly when, must be more than 20 years ago (just shows how long in the tooth I am). But I recall it was in a rather long tin can, and it tasted just like that -- tinny and watery. Anyone has tasted this contraption since, and can decribe the experience more colorfully?

For all it's worth the worst effect I ever had from a beer was in an Eastern European country, though. The beer came from a local brwery, where I was told rats would swim in the vats. The taste wasn't that bad, but, after a few bottles of that brew, and kaboom! Well, let me spare you the details.

Arelcao Akleos said...

I'm not sure it reaches the depths of the beer AI describes, but a swill far worse than Coors is "Taiwan Beer" [that is the name of the beer]. When I first went to Asia,in 1989, that was the only beer you could buy without traveling into the few expat enclaves. It was produced by one of the Kuomintang corporations, which then were just branches of the KMT government. Today it is still KMT owned, but since democracy has intervened, and they are currently out of power, it is no longer the governments beer.
The beer actually looked good when poured, and when first sipped it tasted somehow sweet, and then as the backwash hung around, a peculiar and sickening "chemical" tone took over. I could down one or two, very cold, with food, but would always feel like I had been squashed by a Sumo wrestler by the next morning. Eventually, after getting a few government teaching gigs, the "secret" was outed [actually, they all were surprised by my ignorance of this]...the special ingredient that made Taiwan Beer so famous [they said] was the use of formaldehyde, giving it that "delightful" false sucrosity....lots of formaldehyde.
After that, I pined for the likes of Coors or Iron City or Schlitz.

Tecumseh said...

Formaldehyde? Isn't that the chemical they preserve body parts in? Not sure though what it does to one's innards -- but it can't be good. OK, thanks for the tip, AA, I'll pass on it if I ever go there.

By the way, the best Asian beer I ever had was Sapporo beer, in Japan. Really cool and "dry", fresh and delicate, yet with a zing to it. I tried to recreate the experience back in the States, but no dice -- the imported Sapporo is a pale imitation, I guess only for foreign consumption (yet still much better than Coors, which is not saying much).

Tecumseh said...

Speaking of strange drinking experiences in exotic locales, this reminds me of a trip a few years ago to the Big Easy (see also here for a somewhat related thread).

Following a pointer from JJ, and some encouragement from a bunch of people I was with, we went to a famed outdoors bar there, I forget its name. I tried the local specialty -- some reddish concoction called a "hurricane". It was way overpriced, had almost no alcohol, just lotsa Kool Aid, Red #5, and ice cubes. Boy, was that a rip-off!

Maybe you guys know better this city. Is there a place there one can eat and/or drink? From my experience, it's way over-rated in that respect -- not that there was anything else I could see, except for the mighty River, which is indeed impressive.

My Frontier Thesis said...

ai, you weren't referring to this type of hurricane, right?

Tecumseh said...

No -- I think it was supposed to contain vodka or something, but whatever meager alcohol content it had was operpowered by the Red #5 gunk.

JJ told me that place is rather famous in the environs. Apparently, he has fond memories of sharing a drink there a long time ago with some Southern belle. Maybe that's why he didn't notice all that water and colorant in the drink?

My Frontier Thesis said...

AI. You've travelled a bit in your day. Sometimes a certain meal or drink can be overhyped. Our friends -- who wined and dined well at the time -- tell us later that we Need To partake in a particular experience. They merely want us to have the same experience. But without the Southern Belle, and the right environmental conditions outside, and the right smile on the waiter or waitress, and without the same appetite that jj had when he entered the establishment, the only thing left to experience (or the only thing that grabs our focus; we "Needed to" experience this) is the Kool Aid, Red #5, and ice cubes -- with a splash of vodka.

It's probably not jj's fault.

The Darkroom said...

There's plenty of good eat outs & bars in N.O. but the tourist places of the french quarter aren't. let me know if you plan a visit & I'll email you recommendations ahead of time. I'll make sure to leave out the beatnick capuccino shops.

Tecumseh said...

Yes, tourist traps are a common phenomenon in big cities -- attrape nigauds I think they say, non?

Beatnick capuccino shops? Never heard of that -- at any rate, I almost never go for that Frenchy stuff, just plain old American coffee for me, with cream and sugar. Preferably, a big cup, not those tiny franco-italian ones, good only for babies.

Speaking of this, I still do remember this campus coffee shop in Northern France -- the walls were all covered with Che Guevara murals, and assorted edifying slogans. The boys and girls were drinking from those tiny little cups the French favor, and the air was thick with Gauloises smoke. One of the last bastions of Commie nostalgia, outside of Pyongiang and Berkeley?

Tecumseh said...

I did some digging around, and found the old message where JJ waxes poetical about the joys of N.O. bars. Let me reproduce here only the part that can be safely be put out for public consumption -- I will let him add colorful details if and when he comes back from his self-imposed exile in those Etruscan backwaters.

I am sorry you considered the French Quarter a tourist trap. I lived there and loved it completely. You probably paid $9 for a hurricane at Pat O'Brien's. That place has inflated prices, sure, but it is beautiful inside with the courtyard and the fountain with the fire in the middle. I shall have you know that that fountain was the sight of the beginnings of ...
[cut off by the censor]. $9 sure is a deal couched in those terms.

Did you try Galatoire's or Peristyle or Commander's Palace or any of the other chowhound havens?

Tecumseh said...

And here is the Kool-aid heaven. By now, that "drink" must be $15. But hey, that's a bargain, if you listen to JJ!

My Frontier Thesis said...

ai, it looks as though you can even order a shirt. ...again, we re-learn a human universal: nostalgia is a very dangerous business.

Tecumseh said...

Yes, we always go à la recherche du temps perdu, don't we? Perhaps here is a snapshot of JJ in his carefree days, swilling hurricanes galore, surrounded by Southern belles?

The Darkroom said...

>>Did you try Galatoire's or Peristyle or Commander's Palace or any of the other chowhound havens?

Yes but when you get the check, you'll regret the $9 Pat O'brien drinks.

>> attrape nigauds I think they say, non?
oui. ou attrape-couillons

The Darkroom said...

>>just plain old American coffee for me, with cream and sugar

you can find listerine at walgreen's, as well as the cream and sugar.

Seriously, Rue de la Course coffee houses are excellent (much better than CC's).