I Drank A Colt 45 For Science

We were out driving the other day and one way or another I hit on an idea that I had from back in the day. It’s a pretty simple proposition, but it is also probably one of the only realistic money making ideas that i have ever had in my entire life. So the question is. . . Who’s ready for a Malt Liquor 40oz Coffee Table Book? Think about it. You know you want one.

The idea is to dedicate an entire double page to each individual 40oz, including, but not limited to, a money shot, an in action shot, a who’s drinking it shot, a rundown of pertinent information, like what the fuck is in it?, and then maybe some gimmicky shit (I present this term ironically) wherein a volunteer would drink their way through (at least) 4 bottles of said 40oz, coupled with a play-by-play analysis of said drinkers level of drunken exploits (this, running on the assumption that each individual different type of 40 will provide a variation of drunkeness, and thus an altogether novel drunken experience (this last point being completely drunk induced.))

So there’s a couple of questions at hand. The first one that comes to mind is “Why am I drinking this nasty beer?” I just asked myself that. i have like a 10th of this bottle of beer left to go, and I think that I am drinking it for pride at this point. It’s pretty bad. I put on some old school Redman, dare iz a darkside, for motivation because earlier I had that drunk-in-highschool feeling that you get from drinking too much of this cheap ass shit and you find you’re all laid out with your body vibrating to the grooves. I put the record on to try and extend that sensation because it was rather pleasant, but now it is kind of taxing. I’m like I’d rather be in bed right now, but I I have to ingest this last bit of swill (just a reminder that this isn’t a High Society site. Or is it?) But, how weak is this? I mean, I drank like 2 beers before I cracked open the 40, and I had a satisfying buzz running, so let’s say for arguments sake that I am at about 54oz of drinking right now. I started at about 9.30pm and now it’s 1.30am, so I’m at 4 hours worth of drinking, I’m pretty drunk, and I’ve only drunk about 4 and a half beers worth of beer. Who am I to decide that someone has to drink 4 40oz of Malt Liquor in order to properly represent themselves in my Coffee Table book. I don’t like to ask others to do things that I should reasonably be able to do myself. So this is the science part. I wanted to dip my toe in the water, to see if I still had what it takes to do that kind of drinking. If we were talking G&T’s I’d be all like what’s up? Let’s do this! But drinking this malt liquor is tough. I find it pretty clear that if you’re drinking this stuff your main objective is to get drunk, not to have a good time. So, that begs the question. . . can you get ridiculously drunk from 40’s and still have a good time, or do you inevitably turn into an out of control raging bull (like in the commercials,) smashing through all kinds of doors, wrecking the bar, alienating all the ladies (except those that can hang, malt liquor-wise, naturally.) I guess we’ll have to see. I’m sure drama makes for engaging coffee table books.

PS: I’m looking for volunteers to drink 4 40’s!

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I said “Hey, Now! Another Mixtape!”

What up, blogosphere? I’m having a restorative Friday night inside in preparation for my (observed) birthday weekend, which will begin tomorrow morning, and last until my real birthday which is November 20th. You all won’t believe what I’m really getting for it, but I will share the joy when the time comes. In the meantime, I decided not to party too hard tonight because tomorrow we are having a night out on the town. We are going to dine out at a fancy restauarant, and then Gabrielle is going to drive me across town where I will probably drink a few beers somewhere before we enter the renowned Cinema 21 and participate(?)/view, I’m not sure what’s going to happen, but the bottom line is that we’re going to watch a ton of homemade porn at this event called the Hump! Festival hosted by one Dan Savage, you know, the gay dude who lets you know (rather harshly as I recall) that it is not cool to not go down on your gf when it’s like totally Woman Season. We’ll have to agree to disagree on that front—the Crimson Tide is a non-starter on the real! Euphemisms abound!

So I spent the evening listen to tunes and checking out this cool website where you can host live streaming mixtapes. One of my friends described it as a tumblr for music, and I’d have to agree with that. I did both this time. I made a mixtape in Garageband with slick transitions and whatnot, and then I also went ahead and uploaded the same songs in the same order on the 8tracks website. For some reason, I named the mix Billy D Did A Reading Poster, Too. The main reason is probably because I got it into my head that i was going to drink a Colt 45 earlier, for science, but I have as yet chickened out, and it’s chillin’ the fresh way up in my freezer. Which reminds me that I should take it out before it explodes!

Here’s my link to the my: 8track site page.

Here is the link to: the Downloadable Mix.

Bat for Lashes – Horse & I
Keep Shelly in Athens – Running Out of You
Grimes – Sagred [something in Russian]
jj – Let Them (T.I. Cover)
Weekend – Coma Summer
Tennis – Cape Dory
HTRK – Waltz Real Slow
Plastic Flowers – We Just Had More Fun
Mogwai – 2 Rights Makes 1 Wrong
CFCF – It Was Never Meant To Be This Way