Thursday, June 07, 2012

I Forgot...

... to post these cheesy cell-phone pics yesterday:



Absinthe, long banned in the US for bizarre reasons but available at the Cannon AFB Class VI store.  From The Wiki:
Absinthe has often been portrayed as a dangerously addictive psychoactive drug.[7] The chemical compound thujone, although present in the spirit in only trace amounts, was blamed for its alleged harmful effects. By 1915, absinthe had been banned in the United States and in much of Europe, including France, the Netherlands, Belgium, Switzerland and the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Although absinthe was vilified, it has not been demonstrated to be any more dangerous than ordinary spirits. Any psychoactive properties attributed to absinthe, apart from that of the alcohol, have been much exaggerated.[7] A revival of absinthe began in the 1990s, following the adoption of modern European Union food and beverage laws that removed longstanding barriers to its production and sale. By the early 21st century, nearly 200 brands of absinthe were being produced in a dozen countries, most notably in France, Switzerland, USA, Spain, and the Czech Republic.
I've had absinthe before, succumbing to the lure of the forbidden, and have to say I wasn't particularly impressed.  I much prefer ouzo and/or raki, which taste about the same and cost far, far less.  I'm damned sure not about to pay 71 Yankee Dollars for the stuff... not when I can buy the BEST single-malt in the Class VI store for about the same price, give or take a few bucks.

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In other alcoholic news (that's a modifier on the noun "news," not a personality descriptor)... it's back to beer for today's Happy Hour.  We did two martinis yesterday afternoon, the downside bein' each one was a double in order to properly fill my glass.  Which means we consumed FOUR rations of gin and got seriously toasty by the time we were done.  We might have reached Stage Five had we been drinking later in the day, but the only effect was an immediate two hour nap after the second glass was emptied.  We got up around 1830 hours, fixed dinner, and watched the hockey game... none the worse for wear.  But I'm thinkin' the martini thang will be a once or twice a month occasion, not an everyday ritual.

Maybe I haven't become my father after all. 

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Speakin o' hockey... no sweep.  Those Debbils salvaged their pride and beat El-Eh rather convincingly last night.  I don't think that's gonna change the inevitability of the whole thang, though.  El-Eh could win in five, or they could win in six.  But they WILL win.

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  1. I haven't been paying much attention to NJ. Do they still play that Neutral Zone Yawn?

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    1. Nope, but they play a VERY aggressive forechecking game, which tends to bottle up their opponents in Jersey's offensive zone. The games in the Final have all been low scoring affairs, as a result. And that's prolly boring to all but us die-hard fans.

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  2. I was quite proud of myself for taking note of the hockey standings earlier today.

    I kept the GGs today. At the end of the day, I couldn't decide if I wanted beer, wine, or ice cream as my reward. I opted for the ice-cream.

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    1. You KNOW what I would have opted for. ;-)

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  3. I'm willing to bet dollars to donuts that "lucid" is not what anyone will be if they finish off that bottle.

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  4. Buck, about the sickest I've ever been w.o. tossing my cookies was after a night in Athens drinking ouzo until 0400 (watching a floor show/band from Brazil at a nightclub on the beach just down in walking dist from the legendary late and much lamented Congo Palace O-Club) w. a 0600 take-off. We were a bunch of spare aircrews sent down in a C-130 from the UK to Incirlik, Turkey to relieve our other two flights which had been sitting nuclear alert as part of our Wing rotation to pick up the duty of the 401st TFW at Torrejon (who had the normal alert rotation duty) while they re-equipped from F-100s to F-16s. The damn bird never got much above traffic pattern alt as it was stopping by the Radar/com air-station at Iraklion, Crete, to drop off some parts, so the short leg to Crete was MUCHO turbulent. As SOON as they chocked it I hopped off onto the pad for fresh air--ONE SECOND MORE and I'd have tossed everything. Talk about air sickness! The ABSOLUTE CLOSEST I've EVER been to tossing it all! Man, Buck, I had my flight suit zipped down to my navel just bent over gasping/TOTALLY nauseated as I was tossed around in the back of that damned C-130. My "friend" Ouzo, lol.

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    1. I have more experience with raki than ouzo, but raki makes ya just as crazy, and prone to do stoopid human tricks... like this.

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  5. PS: The Congo Palace is now a renovated Uber luxury Beach area "civilian" hotel. Thanks A LOT Jimmy Carter!

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    1. We have a LOT to thank Carter for, don't we?

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  6. I think you should adopt a bottle of that apfel schnapps next time, Buck. A glass, some ice, and you've got a nice little summer drink. Better yet, keep that sucker in the freezer. I'm in dire need of a gasthaus right about now.

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    1. Schnapps and I don't get along, Anon. Think "worst hangovers."

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