I will be all over this as soon as it comes out and while the name may be lame as hell (clearly an attempt to cash in on the sizzurp craze) this beverage which contains valerian root (which is supposed to have close effects to valium) melatonin (a natural sleep aid) and rose hips is supposed to take like carbonated grape kool aid. All it needs now is vodka....
"It only sucks to be an addict when you can't get drugs"
Max Heusler 2003
I am the 2009 Nikki Sixx minus the women, fame, money and musical talent.
If you were on that plane that crashed/splashed into the Hudson River you've got to be feeling pretty good about your chances to accomplish something pretty special in life. What I don't understand is why they can't stop geese from flying into engines? I mean we can get a huge piece of steel to soar through the air but can't stop birds from flying into the most important part of it? Isn't there something that geese hate? Can't the engines be coated in it?
So I've been pretty good about not tripping, or slipping on thing things for thirty years of life but then a few weeks ago in Massachusetts on a cold Friday night I paid for all of my prior dexterity. Walking up the front steps of my aunts' house with a tray full of homemade fig and olive pizza and a bag of fresh bread, I caught my Iron Maiden Vans on a small patch of black ice and wound up smashing my fucking knee on concrete and subsequently banging my head on the front door in the process (they thought I was being a pick and pounding on the door BTW). Not only did this hurt initially but the next day I could barely walk and had a crazy black and blue bruise on my knee. I suppose it could have been worse, I mean I could have died or broken a bone but who really gives a fuck in the end?
With that said was most of my readers know I am going through a very rough patch of life right now and really didn't want to have to mingle with nosy family members who would ask girlfriend and job status questions. Christmas day which included three types of homemade lasagna and an intense round of poker was a great day for me and as much as I complain is as much as I'm lucky to have such a large family that cares so much about me and my happiness. As much as they ruthlessly brake my fucking balls.
Two things to this point.....
I have been looking for Flor De Cana's extra dry four year old aged rum all over Manhattan for the last year and how pathetic is it (importers take note) that I was only able to finally find it in the 44 Liquor store next to Stop and Shop in Holyoke, Massachusetts? I bought two bottles for $14.50 each and have to say everyone that thinks it's the best non-Cuban white rum available that you're fucked in the head! It's okay, but Brugal's white rum and Matusalem's plantiono blows all of this kindergarten shit out of the water if you just want to enjoy a simple Cuba de Libra or daiquiri. Also I know that Wray and Nephew's over proof is a little harsh but as far as flavor and vibrancy goes nothing is fucking with this as far was white rum goes. You've just kind of grab your balls a little bit when you actually drink the motherfucker.
Anyway, so I'm in 44 Liquor and have one one of those moments when it feels like you have to shit up a violent alien baby and can barely walk without doing so. After buying two bottles of the rum and some expensive and obscure cranberry liqueur I begged the cashier to let me use the bathroom to which he stupidly agreed. And for the record I would like to make public apology to the store. I unfortunately released a violent, angry Trainspotting like shit on their small innocent toilet. Seriously, letting this poison evil lump of shit out oy my body felt better than any orgasm I have had in thirty years of my life. If you were an employee of the store listening in the hallway when I shit, you would I have thought I was cumming in Tera Patrick's mouth. I keep it real with my readers. sorry. It's just the type of dude that I am.
Gianluca Rottua, owner of In Vino Veritas (the best wine store on the Upper East Side) and frequent contributer to Flyboyznyc.com (aka the best blog that no longer exists) created this super detailed website to explain every possible detail of two of his favorite things pizza and coffee.
This is a pretty cool post on ways to configure your Wii, Xbox 360 or PS3. It also has hacks and tells you the shit the systems can do that you probably wouldn't know unless you drink a lot of surge and jerk off to the chick in Tomb Raider
So far this spot is getting pretty good reviews from the bloggers, especially for their catfish banh mi. Even though it's a little pricier than the china town joints it's a lot closer to me. I'll def be going and will post about it soon.
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