delicious shots > manly shots (and other saturday randoms)…

i needed to do laundry last night and i failed miserably in that task.  i'm on my last "wow i didn't even know i still had these" pair of boxers and a couple of socks that are clean but probably shouldn't be worn anyway due to a small hole. 

went out and hit up happy hour with my cuz yesterday,  was a hell of a good time that in all honesty, i wasn't expecting.  this is why i enjoy being a pessimist, if you think something won't be good and it is, you win.  if you think it won't be good and it isn't, you aren't disappointed.

so we were up at the stumble inn, happy hour consisted of everything in the bar being half price.  so i drank a few pitchers of hardcore cider.  hardcore is a decent, but not great cider.  better than nothing but not nearly as good as original sin, magners, or woodpecker.  why the cider instead of a mixed drink?  well, we were playing beer pong. 

it's been ages since i've played beer pong.  i wasn't surprised to find out i still kind of suck at it.  i've never really been good at games of skill involving alcohol.  darts, pool, picking up women.  i sorta suck at the bunch of em.  that is, unless i'm in the zone.

the zone is a period of time between your third and sixth drink.  before the zone you're too sober, think about everything too much, and psych yourself out.  after the zone you're too drunk, don't think enough, and aren't very good at it anyway.  while in the zone, you've got just the right amount of concentration to think something and execute it properly.

i didn't get a game until i was half way through my third pitcher.  figuring a pitcher is 3 or 4 pints, i was well past the zone.  i didn't do badly, i hit 3 of the 10 cups and a fourth to seal the game.  oddly i did better when the guys on the other team were trying to distract me.  i guess that's when my mind kicked in and said "oh yeah, watch this shit!"  there's not much better in life than rising to the occasion and shutting the trash talkers up.

afterward, we retired to the bar.  after a couple of beverages a shot was in order.  but what to shoot?  jack, tequila and jaeger were all suggested.  all fine suggestions with the exception of tequila.  tequila sucks unless it's mixed with lime juice, a bit or sour mix, and maybe some triple sec to make a lovely margarita (or making a cameo in a long island iced tea). 

tequila is probably the one thing i will refuse to drink.  it's disgusting.  a friends girlfriend once called me on that and dared me to do a shot of the high end patron.  "you'll change your mind about tequila."  so they chilled it up nice and we downed the shot.  "see, wasn't that amazing?"  it wasn't.  i'd of preferred some bar sludge (in trying to link to a definition of bar sludge, i find it's most commonly called a jersey turnpike.  here's a you tube video).  yup i've done bar sludge before and i'd do it again if it meant not having to drink that disgusting mexican shit.

so what shot did we wind up doing?  a sweedish fish.  i explained to my drinking brethren that a delicious shot is almost always better than a manly shot.  both tastewise and ability to do multiple wise.  what's in a sweedish fish?  dont' feel bad for asking our wonderful bartender was unfamiliar with it too.  it's peach schnapps, black haus, and cranberry.  equal parts of each.  what's it taste like?  well the reaction from one of the doubters in my group was "wow, that really tastes like the candy!"  indeed it does.  so yeah, why do a shot that'll burn your throat when you can have one that tastes like delicious candy?  i can't think of a reason.

while we were there a few marines walked in.  it's fleet week here in nyc, so we've got plenty of navy and marines walking around.  i don't know about you but when i see a member of the armed services in a bar, i buy him or her a drink and say thank you.  i told our lovely barkeep to get the guys whatever they wanted and she said "do you mean serve them or are you buying them a drink?"  i looked at her, and said "i sure as hell hope you're gonna serve them, i don't care if they've id or not.  but i meant i'd buy em a drink."  she smiled and took care of the guys.

i picked up ufc 2009: undisputed the other day.  had myself an expiring best buy reward zone credit, some birthday money, and heard good things about it.  gotta say, it's a hell of a game.  only have about 2 hours of playtime under my belt, most of which was spent doing (and forgetting) the tutorial, but the graphics are pretty amazing and the fighting action damn good.

it's supposed to have a pretty good create a fighter/career mode so i'll get around to that soon.  i plan on making my guy an insanely fat, flaming homosexual, black man.  why?  because i think it will be funny.  in fact, as good a fighting game as it is, it could easily be a sex simulator.  from the cinches that look like 2 guys making out to most of the ground game (especially "north-south" position which is a glorified name for "those two dudes are 69ing") it really does look like people fucking.  in fact, they have one of the ring girls between rounds and her tits bounce fairly realistically.  it's almost as if they put those motion sensor balls on em and told her to jump.

now for some shameless plugging.  i'm really digging a new search site (well, new to me) called swagbucks.  here's how it works, you use their search engine, every now and then you'll get a special surprise telling you you just earned a swagbuck.  use swagbucks to get prizes.  profit. 

they say they're using search results from google and yahoo, which i can say is pretty accurate.  the few times i've run a separate search on google it's come up with pretty much the same stuff.  only there was no chance to be made extra happy by winning something.

so yeah, check it out.  it can't hurt can it?  if you're nice you'll use my link or if you're the type of person who hates being reffered so you can say you found it first, just head over to swagbucks.com.  i guess it'd make me just as happy you joined and get a happy surprise even if i don't get anything for it…