Friday, October 21, 2005

Smoke wafting over broken Dreams:

Thought for the Day:
If two men agree on everything, you may be sure that one of them is doing the thinking.
Lyndon B. Johnson

Winners of the "JQP's First Annual Tattoo Contest and Chili Cook-Off" named:
(see next posting ie: the one under this one)

A Brief Re-cap of the People and Events that make History:
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During a UN Brokered Cease Fire, the patriots that make up the "No-Love Thursday Mutual Aid Society and Drinking Club" met with Flavia Puff and her supporters in an effort to avoid further bloodshed and establish who was going to pick-up the bar tab.

Those present were Flavia Puff (or has she likes to refer to herself as “The Eva Peron of the Drinking Set”), M. Chamberlain News Paper Man, Baba Ghannuj Girl, Sky Captain, The Irish Giant, myself and my loving wife, Wheel Chair Pusher, Ms. Ta-Da’ Ditch (Ms. Ditch for short) Tiny and several others who I have not come up with names for, yet…

It was a meeting that thankfully brought peace (however fleeting) to this venerable drinking club. It was decided that Flavia Puff will be given amnesty and reinstated. However she will comply with the following: She will immediately withdraw all foreign nationals who are currently serving in her personal security forces (this will include the Ohio National Guard and the Canadian Mercenaries), she will also release Pastor Bob and as an act of penitence she is not allowed to shave (that was my idea).

plain drinks
(Pastor Bob and a two unnamed fellow detainees celebrate their freedom after being released from a fundamentalist re-education camp in Lucas Co. Ohio)

After that was all hammered out the group enjoyed some party games brought by M. Chamberlain News Paper Man. Yes, dear reader, there are few things more wholesome than a large group of loud drunks playing Mad-Libs. After a few pitchers of Miller it was time for us to retire, Mrs. JQP made it plainly known that she was in heat, so I was called to do my husbandly duties, after which she fell fast asleep, damn it, sometimes I just want to be held and told how pretty I am, I mean where is the romance in “The temps right, you got some fucking to do when you get home mister”.

Your Bush Bashing for the Week:
Bush on the Phone

Shameless Plugs:
http://lifegoesdark.blogspot.com/
http://catholicpackerfan.blogspot.com/
http://www.sarathena.blogspot.com/
http://www.abriefsecond.blogspot.com/
http://letaripper.blogspot.com/

Your Drinks for the Weekend:
tray guy

Blue Shoes Drink Recipe

Drink Ingredients:
4 oz. Dark Eyes Vodka
2 oz. Blue Curacao
Fill Club Soda
One shot of Jagermeister

Instructions:
Mix the drink, take a sip, slam the shot, repeat as necessary. This drink was named because after a few blue shoes is what you will have.

Romulan Ale Drink Recipe

Drink Ingredients:
40 oz. Vodka
26 oz. Blue Curacao
2 litres Passion Fruit Juice
40 oz. Gin

Instructions:
Get in touch with your inner made up space man. Mix up into a small garbage can (clean one if available). Stir over ice or straight up, depending on quantity to be consumed. Servings are truly 5 to 25 varying on the size of the glass and or membership in NLT. This little dandy is preferred by those who are keen on regurgitation.

Today’s Bill:
SONNET 7
Lo! in the orient when the gracious light
Lifts up his burning head, each under eye
Doth homage to his new-appearing sight,
Serving with looks his sacred majesty;
And having climb'd the steep-up heavenly hill,
Resembling strong youth in his middle age,
yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,
Attending on his golden pilgrimage;
But when from highmost pitch, with weary car,
Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day,
The eyes, 'fore duteous, now converted are
From his low tract and look another way:
So thou, thyself out-going in thy noon,
Unlook'd on diest, unless thou get a son.

Quote of the Day:
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,
A medley of extemporanea;
And love is a thing that can never go wrong;
And I am Marie of Romania.
Dorothy Parker, Not So Deep as a Well (1937), "Comment"

Much like an unwanted gas bubble at church, I remain:

JQP esq.