Well the only "Loki" i know is the border collie from the house next door to the place i work. Loki is a naughty boy is all i can say. :D

Well! You gotta trust someone, so you might aswell trust yourself, and vote for the the gal or guy with the best haircut or the whitest teeth. Someone once told me to judge people by a quick look at their shoes, and this would be number one on my list, after a FirM shake of the hand and a stare in their eyes -  if the cameraperson would oblige. :)

I know that evidently Russian women look at your shoes first, your watch second, and your face 4th. 

I'll let you guess where their glance allegedly lands 3rd. 

Tue Jan 05 2021 19:10:48 EST from mo

Well the only "Loki" i know is the border collie from the house next door to the place i work. Loki is a naughty boy is all i can say. :D

 

Well! You gotta trust someone, so you might aswell trust yourself, and vote for the the gal or guy with the best haircut or the whitest teeth. Someone once told me to judge people by a quick look at their shoes, and this would be number one on my list, after a FirM shake of the hand and a stare in their eyes -  if the cameraperson would oblige. :)

Thu Jan 14 2021 19:00:31 EST from IGnatius T Foobar

I'd like that beer now, please. And let the border collie in ... he sounds like fun.

\::/ <================================== Best house beer - coming up!!

(a thought:

<yap><yap> <barrrrrrrrk> 

<coin-drop-in-slot><load-music>

<Bark!-Bark!-Bark!><nip_Bite><ow!-ow!-ow!>

/end thought)

Naltrexone?

Sun Feb 21 2021 06:47:51 PM EST from IGnatius T Foobar

It would be nice if I had a better alcohol tolerance. Halfway down a single G&T and I can barely operate my computer.

lol

Tanqueray's my favorite gin, too. Have you ever tried their lime-flavored Rangpur? It's nice. :) [hic]

Its hillbilly margarita time

( tequila, lemon lime koolaid, my normal coke sweeter, and fizz water.. ) 

Happy New Year !!! <tumble-weed_blows_thru_bar> Blimey! Well after travelling a coupla thousand miles over the Atlantic Ocean i need a drink.

' Mo pours a glass of ye olde Scottish Whisky, returns to the other side of the bar, sits on a stool at the bar and raises glass ' "Happy New Year to all the folks involved with the Citadel Project!"

Stamps fist on counter: "i need a drink!" 

"Hit me again Sam!" 

"A double Earl Grey, with too much milk--- make that a triple!"

"yes Sam 3 bags in the cup and let it stew!

I'll have a half pint of vodka while i wait

thank-you very much-- burp!

@shakes head, looks round the bar, squints-blinks slowly-EYES_CLOSED/EYES_OPEN--CLOSED........OPEN (still no one around) - pours another glass@ 

"Na zdrowie!!"

B-I-G__S-M-I-L-E  

I'm a Blanton's Gold right now. I started with a EH Taylor Barrel Proof... 127 proof. I don't know why I thought that was a good idea. Every little sip, over a 2 hour period - was like an episode of Hellraiser. The universe enjoying my intense pain. My friends are all about anything below 100 proof being for sissies. You know how people smell the nose of a whiskey and go, "I smell vanilla and hints of oak with cherry and blackberry finish..." 

127 proof Barrel Proof EH Taylor has a nose of cobbler's glue and turpentine with a racing fuel finish. It is as pleasant as surprise prison shower sex - with the same kind of dazed, laying on the tiles, sobbing finish. And it is EXPENSIVE AF for the misery. 

I am re-evaluating my friends. 

The issues I have in my esophagus with this kind of rocket fuel, and sometimes cigars, and occasionally hot sauce - makes me a little concerned that I should talk to someone professional about Val Kilmer. 

But I mean - there are SO many ways I've abused my body since I was about 13 - I must be a dozen different ticking timebombs. 

Either that or you're immune to everything at this point.

I think I'm going to head over to that table over there.  Someone get me a glass of Booker's on ice and something from the humidor.

<Slurps down a cup of black coffee....>

The bottom of the cup has a a little quote with a small smiley at the end, author unknown:

" Zed's dead baby!" :) 

<pours another coffee....>

I also toss around the occasional idea that I've actually NOT made it past adolescence, and either this is my dying fever dream the last 40 years happening in 10 seconds in front of a gig on K Street in Sacramento - or that the reality of the simulation might be that like Marty McFly - when you make a sim-ending decision - you actually reset immediately, with no actually memory that you DIDN'T make it... and that could conceivably go on for eternity and you might never know. Or eventually you get to the end of your quest... It took me 35-ish years to finish Ultima III... and my characters died a hundred times or more getting there - but at the end of it, THEY didn't know they had died. Every time they died - they just snapped back and the next time avoided the mistake that got them un-alived. 

It is Tuesday, so no drinks for me. I got a busy week ahead of me. 

Sat Jan 10 2026 17:56:58 UTC from IGnatius T Foobar

Either that or you're immune to everything at this point.

I think I'm going to head over to that table over there.  Someone get me a glass of Booker's on ice and something from the humidor.