A Clean Slate
Happy New Year to all three of our readers! The New Year is always a time to start fresh and maybe look at what you have in a different light. On the con side: I turn 48 next week. My back is still killing me from my car crash two …
Happy New Year to all three of our readers! The New Year is always a time to start fresh and maybe look at what you have in a different light. On the con side: I turn 48 next week. My back is still killing me from my car crash two …
No one mentions family these days. Except Max when he’s maudlin and in his cups. However, this has been a family time the last couple of weeks, and so… My mum used to be a great drinker. Particularly sherry, which she’d hide in the kitchen cupboards. But she’d knock anything …
There is a story told up at The Bear. They say that each year the Devil returns to haunt the common over advent. He is in search of food such as berries and drunken beer drinkers struggling to find their way home in the dark. Kentucky and I took turns …
Wow, although it is almost impossible to track down the Consul and Kentucky on the phone, they did manage to post a Ghost Story. The last words I received from Kentucky were “I’ll text with the number when I get back” – that was 4 days ago. But at least …
As we “grow-up” we begin to miss the dare-devil we once were. I look at what I do today compared with what I did twenty years ago – a big difference. It’s not just old age, but responsibility and some wisdom. This is where drinking comes in – you don’t …
So the biggest reason we don’t get blasted every night is the Hangover. If you could wake up refreshed and fine I’m sure we’d all drink more often and in larger quantities. Over the years we all come up with our routines to minimize the inevitable morning after. I’ve honed …
Time for bed for this Drinking Man, but I wanted to end this trilogy of great musicians with a photo of Van Morrison’s first wife: Janet Rigsbee. And why not. Van doesn’t strike me as the handsome guy that Bob, Lou, The Consul, and Kentucky were but when you have …
Wow, just remembered that Christmas Day is this Saturday. Wow, talk about too much going on, forgetting Christmas day is just sad. Just slapped on Lou Reed’s Transformer – what a great album. Who cares how late it is or how I’ll feel tomorrow, at least for now I have …
This is something that has confounded me for twenty years. In America cider is not sparkling. Even cider that is imported directly from the UK (eg: Strongbow, Dry Blackthorn) is flat. Why is this? I’m guessing it is something to do with the sparkling wine (“champagne”) lobbyists, but I really …
One of the good things that came out of my recent car crash is that Kentucky got in touch with me. He took a minute away from his new squeeze and texted me. I understand shagging is more fun so I don’t blame Kentucky for his lack of communication, but …
So I was in a car crash a few weeks ago and boy does it suck. My car was a write off, I’ve been in incredible pain ever since, I’ve spent hours on the phone with the insurance company and the police, and in the end it will cost me …
Kentucky and The Consul have good taste in beer, movies, and bush, but sometimes they are wildly wrong when it comes to music. Tonight I went to see Marc Cohn at the One World Theater in Austin and it was a great evening. Kentucky thinks that Marc Cohn sucks, but …
Anyway, so these women diarists told me we were living in a gestapo khazi and that the first thing they were going to do was proclaim their new website with banners all around the Fatherland. Check it out.
So it appears that the Drinking Man is finally dead. Kentucky is gone. The Consul is busy shagging down Lambeth way and I’m left wondering what happened to all the money. The good news is that we have remembered a few good drinking companions and sessions, drank great beers, and …
Even if the Drinking Man is dead I still enjoy reminiscing about people and drinking. There is just something so satisfying about having a few pints on a Friday night, listening to Bobby D., searching for some fine cleavage, and stringing together a few words. My life is good – …
It was always assumed that once this blog was opened up to the literary elite that the bumbling scientists would leave. But it appears that those bumblers are still here, whereas the professors and teachers are no more. If you want to see better quality posts then maybe it is …
Two of the 20th Century’s best comedians also knew the value of drinking to excess. Sadly they are both dead but most certainly not forgotten. Of course I’m talking about Derek & Clive – or more popularly known as Pete & Dud. Many of us serious drinkers have had a …
One of the things that never gets old is a good healthy dose of Cleavage. I think the new rule for this sadly forgotten blog should be: Always end with Cleavage.
They make great beer but would you really want to go for a drink with one? Would you?
So I just spent $17,000 on ten new windows – wow that’s some expensive windows! We had some rain and I was so fucking pleased to see that three of them were leaking. As you get older dealing with disappointment really starts to weigh on you. It becomes harder and …
I dropped my two teenage kids off at school today. It was pouring down with rain and my son was wearing a T-Shirt and my daughter was wearing something equally unsuitable for the downpour. I was worried about them getting soaked but they didn’t mind at all. Earlier in the …
Now, Kentucky is firmly back on the booze again after some abstemious days. And to judge by his recycling box he may be overdoing it.
Now, the indie jukebox down at the Onion in Universe city was fantastic, with The Passenger and Bankrobber and many a classic. My favourite was an obscure double album called the Four Faces of M, an early and little known LP by a young Matthew Kelly. A lost classic that …
Last night I took my son to see Mr. Bob Dylan at The New Backyard in Austin. Wow what a great show – performed under the warm evening sky in the beautiful Texas Hill Country, Bob and his band were amazing. He played a great mixture of his classics and …
At the Dylan concert last night, Bob addressed the audience once (and it was during the encore): thank-you friends, let me introduce the band. Of course he did plenty of singing in between. Now compare this to my constant jibber jabbering, and it becomes clear that we have two very …
Now, Max is the man with the magic. There are more tricks up his sleeve than we’ve all had hot dinners. But there’s one trick he’s never attempted. We called it ‘The Maclad laughs’. Inspired no doubt by a Syd Barrett song, our long lost moustachioed biker boy Jezzer kept …
We all know that Kentucky is the Classics expert. The Consul has some learning of course, but when it comes to the Classics, Kentucky is always our man. When he first uttered the phrase to me “In vino veritas” I knew these were important words. Maybe not as defining as …
If you roll back the clock far enough you will be able to hear those naive words of “Betting Man Max” that beer only costs 50 pence a pint down Burley road. The Consul, of course, took on the bet and naturally Max lost – as he always did in …
Now, not many tasty things have come out of New York State, but I know one: Buffalo Mozzarella.
Kentucky, The Consul and I had some wonderful beer and great times at The Little Park. Old Will still wouldn’t get a round in, but I have some fond memories of that perfect pub. But today not only is it long gone, I can’t find one single photo of it …
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