Drogsters, It has been far too long. Your friends, the self-proclaimed french tickler, t-bone, silly willy, and jmo, have decided it's time to intervene. We are listening to what can only be described as "not Will Smith," whilst seriously contemplating hashing nicknames involving narrowly missed encounters of visages and spunk. If only we could come to agreement regarding the voluminous nature of nearby bosom. We miss the inaugural drogsters considerably, and feel obliged to contribute to their works given that we inhabit their original(?) residence. Boobs. Still working on the remnants of liquor from what once inebriated past residents. If only they'd continued their alcoholic upbringing once embarking on adulthood induced drunkardness. You're grown-up, but not grown up. Ya dig? Writing in pretension is difficult once one's brain no longer functional. Listen to the french tickler. (S)He was almost arrested to blind melon's "no rain." (S)He's the worst. We should drag race! (S)he's never ejaculated on a girl's hair. And regrets it. (S)he didn't say that part. It's implied. That's bad. I don't want to murder her accidentally, with my jizz. LIT. Great band. They're so cool. There's boner-face. Says t-bone. What? Bet you can't stab it through his hand. Bet! Guaranteed. Didn't happen. Don't write that, how's your hand? Tetanus? Big fuckin' deal. Nobody's died of tetanus. The french tickler will touch that cat. (S)he will. Fo' sho. Slap-sho fo' sho'. Sharp boner hiccoughs!!!! hihcups butseriously, i think its pretty clear the jmo (thomas) has had the reigns a bit too long. fer examply, he just lunged at me, inelligantly. for what its worth, he looked good doing. I hope that's how he's remembered. with best regards, silly willy, jmo, teebone, french tickler (gerg valsnoes)

It had to happen eventually.

So.  Here's the thing.  I'm not exaclty drunk, but I'd say that I've hit a level of intoxication that counts for the Drog.  Under normal circumstances, I might not think that I was qualifed to post.  However, this is a special situation, it has been far too long.  This needs to change.  Tonight, some people drank.  Those people talked.  They talked about things.  Those things might have mattered or perhaps they didn't, but you know what.  They sat.  And they talked.  There was no TV.  There was no music.  Just 5 dudes, sittin' around, talking about life.  Did they agree on everything?  Nope.  That doesn't matter.  What happened was a good thing.  We have stuff bouncing around in our heads, we should let them out -- for better or worse.  I enjoyed talking, discourse is good.  Will it lead to anything? Unlikely.  Was it worth doing? Maybe.

So think about that, read the Drog, and have a chat.  You might just like it.

matches

one strike

two strike

three strike

floor.

sometimes they burn.

sometimes they yearn

sometimes they don't know what to do

take em out,

light em up

take what they give,

leave what they don't.

don't ask for anything else.

JB

one eye open

can only type with one eye. not sure why. went to farmers market ate brisket. went to downtown...it wasss happening. beer garden.. shirly or something. too old. went to lazy dog, met up with folkd. yeah boi. go go gadget wingdrunkemen. lake tahoe wooot. rock out to the free world. bike home, very tired, go to sleep. YEAHYA!

Something something something, give me a rooftop

Many thoughts have been flowing around, and one of them is BRING ON THE ROOFTOP. It's time for summer, it's time for rooftops. Case in point, both th e CM and I have \had unnatural desires for the beauty that is Harpos rooftop this week. Now gratned, i'm 1400 miles away, and yes, i might not make it to tomorrow's happy hour. But shit, when i return in just over a month, this is gonna get real real quick. to all my fellow advocates with pints in hand, I SAY BRING ON THE ROOFTOP. C'mon guys, seriously, BRING ON THE ROOFTOPS!!!! yes, plural.

Ok. So. ITs aPril.

Its the midddle of april and I amdrogging. which is a good thing I think. You know what is gonna be a bummer? When we all go different ways and the drog no longer has a home in CO. But maybe, just maybe, that it when the drog will find its calling. IT will be the home away from home, the place the drunken buffalo roam and the hills are all drunken all day. I don't have much to say, but that I'm proud to be the Crashman and I couldn't have a better bunch of drunken co-authors, no sirreeeeee. To my brothers in arm, I drunkenly salute you. That means trying to put my hand to my head but mostly just hitting myself and falling backwards. Bazinga my brothers, bazinga.

stupid silverline

so we had to take a cab home that was dumb. but there a was a lot of cake and pie. poonie is a good hting! so is pie. umm... there was beer and cofffee beer and stuff. and we went to shooters and saw a gerg. and there were bunches of people. but there was noone on the dance flor that was dumb. oogh why was there so much cake. and so little ladeez. sheesh there realyl needsto be more interesting shit to drogabaout.

im trying to drog for the jm too. but we just talking shit bout shit. also nwo >>> whatever the fuck seth wanted. lets make lasers. lasser some steak and make deliciousness.

there's a lot of food on the brarin. brain. stooked the ideas! they are for me.

also we tried to kill th epearl st. but there were 100 left and it was hopeless.

ugh ok I'm done there is too much not enogh time left

owwwwww

well,s o, the day went preetty great. Got up at like 830, hit the bus at 930, luckily made nough buses to get to Vine at 11, drank about 6 mimosas each and ate a huge breakfast *after* eating a pound of cookies, then went to the 2-hr 9-pour tasting where the tastes weren't exactly small and the "snack foods" were... look, they filled, alrighT? cheeses and pickles and meats and crackers.. So, we try to get coffee afterwards, righT? nope, it's a city, so once you get downtown there are no coffees anywhere. WTF? that is dumb. So, logical conlusion: no coffee? GET BEER! so we did and there was Belgian Beer and then much rejoicing and sliders and fries and it was good (but... yeah.... expensive). Whew. We done that, lights go out, we go to the next place, which we thoguht was a brewery but it wasn't, just another (!) taphouse, less than a block away. We got... one good beer, then one... other beer? then a third? there were smoky beers, creepy people next to me, and THINGS GOT HAZY OK!? it was... umm... eventful? then... we stumbled away from there and... well, stumbled was the operative fuckin word, lemme tell ya. hit up some Godo Times, which I know I've been to drunk before which is real weird cuz I've been to downtown denver like 3 times ever. Spilled some drink because I was drunk, it happens, but no one cleaned it up even after I said "Hey, I spilled a drink, can I get somethin to clean it with" which was dumb. THEN we went to the bus and NAILED the timing but I wanted to get some gyros so I did and sprinted back to the bus and made it! we was on the bus we was we was then slept and had alarms on but stilll nearly missed the stop. THEN we got home and we made cookies! well, we made cookies dough but we was sleepy and hurty and so we made the ough and then I made 4-5 kahlua brownie cookies and we'll see how they turn out. but yeah we hit GAME OVER at not very long after we starte.d..... like only 12 hours and so many rounds or somehting... sheesh.

whoa, only like 17 attempts

wow, whoe xpected I could log in with only one sock on... pluis... like... one garmetnt? so there may not have been enough boobs tonight, but there was enough ranting, which is always a healthy thing. Also, there was pizza, beer, cookies, acake, candy... and WHERE THE HELL is C-Dawg? Isn't he supposed to be here?! whoa. looking forward to tomorrow; it wil b ea better post hopefully with more ranting and more boobs. MORE!1!

and maps I like those to

Also, before I'm done, is there a map for the friggin gold black silver line ANYWAHERE? I can't find that to save my life.. and I imagine one day it woill. Poor JMo he aught a bus like anhour after the A-Dawg from the W-Ville (or s-town?) and me.

Ok. shit. This is for real.

Hey everybody. We be droggin it for real right now. So, Jb and I hit up the strong ale festival this saturesday at the avery brewing location. IT was off the hook, So... they give you 16 tickets for 16 2 oz tasters. Now first off, some time they don't give you 2 oz tasters and they skimp because they are worried about you getting to drunk or some shit. Bull. Shit. We managed to find a table to hang with and one of the gyus knew an averty brewer so we were able to get a lot more tix, fo sho. So I managed to have 21 taster which is ~42 oz, beeeer, which when they are arell >8% (mine probaly averaged ~11?) you are DONE when they finish. But ok, they should just start pourin real generous. I hope the nice family we met lets us hang out in silver thron -- they said they would rent to us for sho. That coulod be sick. Hikiung, mountain biking, running.,... AWS. Oh so, Black Folies was real good, not nearly so sour as the La Folie, much more subdued and balanced by Blackberries.Also Samael's '06 was intense, JB did not like it, but I did. If you get a sweet beer like that 5 tyears to chiull out, it does and it rocks. BAZAM. Finally, while there was a lot of tots good beer, I need top ShoutOut to Upslope Brewery for their Belgian Quad. They are new, so pushin the boundrary is bold, but they did it. The belgian quad is super powerful, and yet real drinkable, so props to them. Finally, sometimes you eat way too much whoppie pie and you don't feel so good. You hasve to power through and make it happen. Also, someteims you get messages you shouldn';t and you respond, and things..... progress. Keep it real every body I love you all.

CM out. Hearts and Hugs.

PS -- the Man from the FL pan handle who likes to rock out, RULES. New drinkin Bro FTW.

omfg

god damn it was nearly impossible to log in this time... what the HELL is wrong with gmail and it's damn cookies?

anyway, cookies were delicious. Small get-together = the right type of party. I can type remarkably coherently despite the excessive beer-drinking because it was COFFEE beer! There was a lot of caffeine consumed during the ngiht by all (I'mmaking typos but correcting some of thema utoamtically because I can't control my refelxes at this point beucase my hands type fast than my brain thinks).. and ytway... ok I ghuess I lied about typos coffee also causes semaing smearing effects thats makes for more typso but really I am correcting some of them just not effectively all of them. ANYWAY what I was trying to say is that when you talk about plugs and sockets you're really talking about straspons and mabnutss manbutts.

Mocha Stout / Choco-Coffee stout pretty good. Not tons of coffee flava. Wait, I mean TONS of coffee flava but not tons of choco flava. So more choco next time. Adn moore boozy so that it balances the coffeees. Wrong blofg for this discussion but that's unavoidable.

Fun times were had! Hooray! Poor Jizzy B and .... umm... what was JPH's nickname? that's not his real name anyway so its' ok but seriosuly wehat is his name? Anyway, they missed out like bitches. So di the bon-bon who wanted the potaters. heheh suckers. whew. dones.

wow I logged in

it's real farkin fuckin hard toi type on teh droog when you have teh wrong name and it's a backwards thing with weird password and stuffs. . there's only pronography in there. So I drinked a little tonight and I'm going to teat eat some cake. stopbuttfucking my door dipshit. So the drinkin with the first peoples was prettty good but it's not a good idea to .... what the hell was IP saying something about tongue punchin the poregger cooter. gross. wtf j-dogg what u thinkin. anyway this is a nice way to intro-duce the new namerator. for shitsticks. happy fuckin bday bitchfuckers. Hooray for avery beerstackular! delicuous

I want to know that I love you all. This DROG is for you.

Just.... crashin' in!

Hey they cool cats and hip daddios. How's it rockin'? First, I must apologize for the way I've been leavin' you all hangin'. Just high and dry, wonderin' where the Crashman be at. I'm real, real sorry about that. I lost my way for a while and forgot about the tiny, tiny audience that had been hangin' on my every word (tiny may or may not be == 0, depending on the time of day and year). But here I am and while I don't know if this classifies as all out drunken postin', it definitely classifies as strongly buzzin' postin'. I kicked it with one of my east-coast cousins this afternoon who I hadn't seen or talked to in AGES. We're talkin' long, long time (~10+ years), so that shit was off da hook. Sometimes I forget how isolated I am out in this neck of the woods and I realize that I'm related to some real cool people and I need to be better about stayin' in touch. Anywho, I hit up the Harpo's which I haven't visited in a while and was reacquainted (fuck that shit was tough to type) with the fact that their happy hour rules. They have a super solid tap line-up and micros are only $2.50 a pint! Shit Son. I need to do that more often. Ok... so I thought I had some better stuff to say, but I might not. HOWEVER. The night is not over and... well, assumin' things go just the right amount of well, you might yet hear from me again tonight.

That's all for now. I'm up, up and.... oh shit, where did that curb come from?!

(ps - please note that any word requirin' an "ing" has been substituted with " in' " because I think it makes me cooler to talk like that)

pizza colore

was the end of the night. and a hella uva night it twas. first of all, one shift two shift redshift blueshift kick ass. fun game except one dude, that dude sucks. man that dude. pretzels! okay, trivia started out way slow, except it was also awesome. ladies... right, so back oto the point. never drink a veer that has a reference to a mustache. yeah i'm talkin bout you hopstache. you were disuguesting. red dagron, you rocked my proverbial world. thanks dagron! booo getting possibly injured playing air hockey. hoooray more cheap beer! j town totalled rolled galaga over and that pos didn't even record. drunk people. pizza colore. welcome back.

an apperance.

jizzy b was here. now he's passed out. too tired to make up good stuff for the masses. you'll have to deal. rocktober october octogon world wrestseling federation dark lord gilroy garlic festival king leotard diatribe cauliflower. bam. that just happened.

BRING IT BACK

So this is just a warm up, because the way this semester has been going, this shit is about to get real. First of all, trikes are lame. Second of all, trikes are really lame. i needed about 4 more double vodka root-beers if was going to enjoy that, and even that wouldn't have done it. also, let me finish a damn sentence. you don't know what i'm gonna say, i might just come out and say "you're a..." and just hope that you finish it off with "annoyting *expletive*. yeah that's right. also, screw you drunk chick almost running me over.

third of all, fuck trikes.

--out

Pisnatchios!

Arlgitht so here is the deal. We are bring the drog back int action so that we can get the party starteed. Dude the buffalo wants som sugar mommmas becayuse the sugars mommas are the shit. PLus the shakes just snorted out his nose. I loike it out the nose. We were drinking beczuse it was the time to doo s We had some people inthe town thatneed to party it up. Right now I try to drink the beer with the Extra ESB but its is 7.8 PERCENT whichs is more than I need to drink Also let's thinkabout how sometimebs the distacncew is to great and you have to think about this shit for how long thois shit is gooooood for But the good for is tehe good time which makes it so worth it. Shakes is trying to tell moe how I should stopp with the vigorous pushing on the keys. I am hiping that the shakes will make me feel like a man tonight. Good night I am so happy that its happening again.

-Crashman

ps - I just warmed the air.

Drogocolypse

I'm heating the house. So heres the dealio yo yo YO. The drog returns witha collaboration celebration between the armer house rulers and shake and steak sans steak. Newb. That sound like funnies. THE BEER IS GONE! So weather is fuked. it was like 70 degrees two days ago. now it's 17 and we have a foot of snow. it's wicked slipppy out theres. I'm not into that. WALNUT. dude who is that dude. trashed. darts woudl be a bad idea nowish. this is the land of one open eye, one half dead eye. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay gone. cheers fools

"the shit out of..."

i'll drink the shit out of that beer. i'll eat the shit out of those nachos. there's only so many phrases the word 'shit' can be put into before you want to kill the person responsible (i think everyone knows who i am talking about - that dude that will 'tap the shit out of those files', for instance). sexaho, let it happen, jiggle it out. cupping is essential for maximum cuppage.

jbonesarilla droppped the balls. heh no balls dropped out of there.. heheh knob polish. he likes the pisnatchios. sntach!ios! dsrog off y'hjohsers. wt f srsly? there's a tear in his pisnatchios too haha snap-ho-oh!. Torn righ tup the wink-wink. This guy he will earn the ropes but right now he is hangin a little shitty. shitahairs in socks!

i typed the shit out of this drog.