What's the definition of a perfect woman?
a) Three feet tall with a round hole for a mouth and a flat head so that you can put a pint of beer on it.
b) The sports model has pullback ears and her teeth fold in.
c) The economy model fucks all night and, at midnight, turns into a roast beef sandwich and a six pack.
free myspace comments galore!
La estuve haciendo larga, pero algún día tenía que pasar...
Ya estaba cansada. Venía de una semana con harto trabajo y sin dormir bien; pero la gente no siempre se puede reunir, y una ocasión así no podía desaprovechar. Traté de dormir en el bus y no pude. Traté de descansar un rato antes que viniera la gente y fracasé. Llegó todo el mundo y sacaron 2 mazos de cartas, y empezó el juego del demonio! Mientras, yo, con un vaso de ron y otro de pisco servidos (puros los dos).
Reglas inventadas: "ah!!! dijiste "tomar"!! CASTIGO! SECO!! SECO!!". Son de esos jueguitos que uno se inventa para hacer más interesante la tomadera de alcohol; sólo que a éste le inventamos demasiadas reglas. "Cogiste el vaso con la derecha!!! Chupa caraxo!!!!", "miraste a la izquierdaaaaaaa!!! BAILEMOS REGGAETON!!" XD Mil y una estupidez de por medio, y a mí ya me estaba haciendo efecto.
No sé en qué momento me senté en el sofá y cerré los ojos para quedar dormida dormida dormida. Sólo recuerdo que desperté, era de día y ya todos se habían ido :S Buaaaaa! qué terrible no recordar nada, fue la primera vez que me pasó. Vamos, no es que recuerde nada de nada, pero miro algunas fotos o videos y me digo: "cuándo m*errrrrrda me tomaron esa!!!", o sino en el video "esa soy yo!??? No es lo que pareceeeeee!! ES EL ÁNGULO!!". Ays... y yo que decía: "Naaaaaa, me mareo un poco nomás, pero siempre consciente!". Ahora me hago: tssssssssss!
Me falta cultura etílica :(
Introducing AC180 Interviews: Everyone has a story to tell. The gift of salvation is a powerful testimony whether you come from a church background, or grew up completely oblivious to the Grace of God. Proverb 27:17 reminds us that each of our experiences can sharpen and edify those around us. This week's testimony is the story of Casey Graves. Enjoy...
How would you characterize your life before Christ (BC)?
I grew up in the Baptist church, but it was mainly a requirement for me to attend. As a teenager I chose a route of drugs, alcohol, and mischief. Up all night running the streets, stealing, and disobedience was my main focus during these “years”. During these “teenage years” I viewed Christianity as a chore, a way of life I eventually needed to get to, but “let me do all of this other fun stuff before I get there”. The church was a place I went to pretend I was a good kid. Hair combed just right, clothes ironed, smile on my face, like life was perfect...
Humperdinckalings train journey - 26/09
Within my group of workmates I have by far the longest journey to and from work. As I live out in the sticks (don't blame me my parents chose it, I was just born into that village!) It takes an Hour and 45 mins door to door with 1 hour 30 of that being spent on the train. That equates to 3 hours a day, 15 hours a week, 2.7 dys a month, 1 month and 1.5 days a year sitting on that train. For this privelage I pay £4200. As I spend a large proportion of my life sitting on the train (Not including delays for example it once took my 5 hours to get home on a friday evening!) My train journeys are important to me and i like them to run as smooth and hassle free as possible. Doesn't everyone?So when things like last night happen i get pretty pissed off!
To fill you in..... Last night i get on my normal train and pick a seat with a little extra leg room ( I know i'm not a needy person but if one was to get on, unlike others, i would give up my seat). So you can picture it I was in one of the section with two opposite two. I sit closest to the window. A little after I sit down the train really starts to fill up and the seat next to me is taken. The man in question who decided to occupy this seat was a typical city type gent. Grey suit, brolly, breifcase, obnoxious! He sits down spreads his legs an crushes me up against the window. I despartaly try and fight back but withouit wanting to look like a bloke and wrestle him for leg space in the same way he had i concede defeat and think at least i can stretch them forwards a little. As soon as he had walked into the carriage I had smelt him, although it wasn't until he had sat down that i had located the smell to him and by this time all seats were taken and i had knowhere to run to! My typical city gent who had sat down next to me smelt like he had been in the pub for the entire day and during the course of his session had drank enough red wine to impress even Amy Wino-winehouse. So I had nowhere to run, and i had nowhere to hide form the death breath of an alcoholic city gent who had also during the course of the day eaten by the smell of it two cloves of garlic and smoked 100 cigars! the worst was still to come....
.......about ten minutes into the journey he fell asleep, started snoring with his head pointed at me (breath and all) and then proceeded to get louder and louder, closer and closer until he was lying on my shoulder. At the half hour point of the journey i was so close to the window i could taste the hair gel of the last city gent to fall asleep on the widow! But what could i do? sit it out? wake him up? everyone was staring! Perhaps what i did was cruel but by he hour mark of the journey i had had enough! So i stamped on his foot! He woke up with such a jump! He looked really confused! as he had been asleep he hadn't a clue who did it! And as he realised he was asleep on me was too embarrassed to say anything as everyone was staring! consequently it turns out the man had missed his stop!!! ha ha he deserved it!
With Half hour left to go I then developed a nasty bout of very loud hiccups - Karma some may say?.....
Libby at has one of their regular looks at what's going on with local enforcement around young people's drinking.
Wednesday is Question Day around here, with the Blue/White and Big Ten roundtables. This week, it seems that all we have are questions. One loss, a loss that most of us expected prior to the season, has sent most Nittany Lions into a mental state consisting of equal parts disbelief, outrage, madness, and disgust.
Just like you, I'm trying to wade through this mess. I don't have the answers. I'm not even sure I'm asking the right questions at this point. I'm proposing we try to work through this together, not in a Kumbaya sort of way, more like a cadre of backstabbing generals and CIA operatives in an underground bunker with an unlimited supply of alcohol, mind-opening substances, game film, and of course, wearing appropriate .
Yeah, drugs. You gotta have drugs.
What are the chances of Penn State reviving the offense for the remainder of the Big Ten schedule? Are they capable of it? Are they only capable of scoring points at home? Why would things be any different against the rest of the teams on the schedule? Has this weird game at Illinois suddenly become the most important Penn State game in years?
Is it possible that the players on offense just aren't that talented? As I've asked before, how many of our offensive players would Michigan trade us for? Quarless and Shipley? They're the only two I can think of.
Is it possible that Anthony Morelli isn't the problem here? So many people expected him to be The Next Kerry Collins, but Collins had four NFL quality linemen, a top 10 pick at tight end, a #1 pick at RB, two NFL fullbacks, and an excellent receiver who is still producing at the pro level. What does Anthony Morelli have, outside of a propensity to get pissed off at newspaper writers and opposing fans? Who has legitimate NFL potential on our offense? Quarless. Maybe one or two of the linemen, none of whom would've sniffed the 1994 lineup. I'm not trying to compare 2007 with 1994 -- it's just another way of asking "how talented are we, really?"
How much score can we legitimately heap on Jay Paterno when his father is undermining the game plan that the team prepared for all week? It's certainly not Jay's fault that Joe took out the red marker and changed the plan on Saturday morning, is it? It's becoming clear that we're not aiming our arrows high enough.
Another question that we're not asking in the rush to call for a more wide-open attack: what makes you think our players are prepared to employ a 4 and 5WR set? Morelli tends to not find open receivers unless he's given ample time, and our offensive line simply can't hold up without help from tight ends and running backs. You saw the play breakdown on Monday -- 4WR and 5WR sets spelled instant doom for Penn State against a very average Michigan defense.
As a fan, are you willing to sacrifice this season -- meaning, the team ends up 6-6 or 5-7 -- if it means Joe Paterno would finally see the writing on the wall and retire? I've long maintained that Joe Paterno would come back as long as the team didn't finish 12-0 or 0-12 -- anything else in between wouldn't do the job. If Penn State lost six games, do you think he'd actually leave? Is there, as many people suggest, a leadership void on the offensive side of the ball from both players and coaches?
What the hell would you do if you were Tom Bradley, Ron Vanderlinden, Brian Norwood, or Larry Johnson, Sr.? At what point do they start preparing your resumes, assuming they're interested in moving up the coaching ladder?
This will probably be the last post explicitly referencing the Michigan debacle and it's accompanying fallout, since we're moving on to a combination of fun stuff (music, You Found Me, Big Televen power rankings) and Illinois related items to finish the week. So if you'd like to address any of the previous 500 questions or just rant incoherently, please take this opportunity to do so. I'm pretty sure we all need this.
Tonight marked my 2nd adventure into homebrewing. I went ahead and used my experience from my in order to make this one a lot smoother. For one, I bought a strainer for my funnel, so I could keep out any extraneous particles from the wort when I transferred it to the primary fermenter. I did run into a little problem when using it. The Saison called for so much hops that the strainer kept getting full. I ended up having to clean it out about 7 times while transferring the wort to the primary fermenter. Thankfully I had to help, otherwise it could have gotten real ugly. I also figured out what was that came with my brew kit. It is called a "Thief". It is basically a giant pipette that allows you to easily get a sample out of the carboy into the test jar to use for a hydrometer reading. It was definitely much easier than using the siphon to do it.
For this brew I decided to do one of my favorite types of beer that I like from , . It is considered a "pre-modern" Belgian style of beer, as it shares many characteristics of the Belgian ales, including the Belgian style of yeast that gives you that slightly fruity, yet spicy mixture of flavor that only Belgian beers have. The wort boil included 3 additions of hops. There was of course the hops added at the beginning to give the bitterness to the beer, then at 10 minutes before the end of boil some more hops were added to add a nice flavor to the brew. Finally, right at the end of the wart, the final hops are added to give the beer a nice aroma. That is the funny thing about hops. Depending on when you add them to the boil will determine what affect they have on the beer, as hops go through all kinds of changes depending how long they are boiled. The full ingredient list is below:
Specialty Grains
* 0.5 lbs. Dingemans Caravienne
Fermentables
* 6.3 lbs. Golden Light Malt Syrup
* 1 lbs. Light Dry Malt Extract
Boil Additions
* 2 oz. Kent Goldings (60 min)
* 1 oz. Kent Goldings (10 min)
* 1 oz. Kent Goldings (0 min)
Yeast
* Wyeast #3522 Belgian Ardennes Yeast.
The kit called for an optional yeast starter. However, I didn't think it was really necessary this time around, as the OG for Saison isn't that high. I do plan on using a yeast starter for the Strong Belgian Ale which will be my next brew. The OG actually came out to be 1050. The kit calls for it being 1056, so it is a little low, but nothing to get hung up about. Once it is done in the fermenter, I will rack it to secondary for almost 2 months to really let the taste develop.
The Spiced Winter Ale has been sitting in the secondary now for a week. I will give it another 1-2 weeks before bottling. A small sampling I took during the racking to the secondary was very good though, so I am really looking forward to opening my own first bottle of homebrew!
Savannah was born Shannon Michelle Wilsey Longoria in 1970. She started appearing in adult films in 1990 at the age of 20. It seemed like the 90's would belong to Savannah at least in the porn world. She was a fast rising star and appeared in high profile roles. Her rise to stardom gained the attention of Vivid pictures which signed Savannah to an exclusive contract. Off screen Savannah had several relationships with mainstream celebrities, mostly musicians. Her flings included Axle Rose, Billy Idol, Vince Neil, Slash, Pauly Shore and Gregg Allman. Savannah also had a long term relationship with porn veteran Jeanna Fine. Most of her relationships ended with Savannah heartbroken because the celebrities never wanted anything more than to get laid and Savannah was looking for long term commitment. She also had problems in the porn industry. Savannah developed and reputation of being difficult to work with and very self-centered. She also had severe financial troubles due to wild spending habits and an ever increasing involvement with alcohol and drugs. In 1992, Vivid fired Savannah because of the problems that she caused on porn sets while under contract. After her split from Vivid, Savannah was forced to take more hardcore roles for less money and was in a sense considered "damaged goods" in the porn industry.
In July of 1994, Savannah and a male friend were returning home from a night of partying when she crashed her Corvette into a fence. Savannah suffered severe facial lacerations and a broken nose. Upon returning home, she phoned a friend seeking help. When her friend arrived she found Savannah in a pool of blood with a self inflicted gunshot wound from a 9mm handgun. Savannah later died at a hospital in Burbank, California. It was later theorized that Savannah most likely took her own life after realizing that the injuries she had just sustained would likely end her porn career. Given her financial problems and failed romantic involvements her looks were all that she had left . Savannah was 23 years old at the time of her death.
With the weekend just around the corner, would like to remind the World of things that can help it to realize that YOU may have a drinking problem.... but not :P
15 - You spent Sunday night in jail for "cow-tipping" with your Oldsmobile.
14 - Although armed with fire extinguishers, friends stood at a safe distance as you blew out your birthday candles.
13 - Thanks to you, Jack Daniels stock is up 15 1/4 since Friday.
12 - Boris Yeltsin called personally to ask you to slow down on the Stoli.
11 - For some reason, there's salt on the rim of your basketball goal.
10 - Your name is Otis and Sheriff Andy has brought you some of Aunt Bea's pancakes.
9 - For the money you spent on Thunderbird, you could've bought the automobile.
8 - You're now the proud inventor of the "Slim Jim": Ultra Slim-Fast shakes made with Jim Beam.
7 - Answering machine full of warnings from Coach Switzer.
6 - Absolut wants to run an ad featuring a picture of your liver in the shape of a bottle.
5 - Yet again, dry cleaner employees greet you with, "Hey, it's Vomit Man!"
4 - The doorman asks for your I.D. just to see how long it'll take you to find your pants.
3 - Your liver, in a fit of pique, leaps out of your abdominal cavity into a pan of frying onions.
2 - Worried friends call Monday morning to make sure you returned the goat.
1 - You're now sober enough to realize "Drink Canada Dry" is a slogan and not a personal challenge
=====================
Keenan House
Address: 18 S 6th St, Allentown, PA, 18105
Phone: 610-439-8479
Residentail treatment facility that helps addicts & alcholics recover from their addiction.
Recent Comments