In what at first seems like the oddest of pairings, but then starts to make a perfect type of record-collector-geek sense when you think about it a minute, the great and recently rediscovered Chicago soul master Syl Johnson will play a special Hanukkah concert with the wonderful indie-rock heroes Yo La Tengo on Saturday at Maxwell's in Hoboken, which is kind of like Yo La Tengo's basement.
There are four words-and, of course, the accompanying slurping sound-that will dog Paul Dano for the rest of his life: "I drink yourÂ milkshake!" That phrase, spat at him by Daniel Day-Lewis in the modern classic There Will Be Blood, remains wedged into our collective unconscious. Why, then, does the actor who played the owner of the hypotheticalÂ milkshake feign surprise when offered these tasty beverages for free?
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This month, the ever-metastasizing convenience-store chain 7-Eleven will roll out an in-house beer called "Game Day." This is actually the second time that 7-Eleven has tried to market a beer to go along with its sausage-shaped foodstuffs — in 2003, 7-Eleven tried to launch the Corona-"inspired" beer Santiago de Oro. But it flopped. So what's different now?
Knifecrime Island and its attendant Stabby and Drinky Provinces are together now beating France, Spain and Italy in cirrhosis deaths.
Over the past month, college campuses have started to ban or otherwise reduce availability of the increasingly popular Four Loko. The combination stimulant and depressant has led to hospitalizations amongst college-aged binge drinkers. But for mature fun-seekers, the drink isn't just for rappers any more: it can be a cost-effective way to feel the euphoric effects of far more expensive drugs in the midst of this Great Recession.
Q. "I'm an alcoholic. Help me feel comfortable with my alcohol intake. On average, I figure I consume about 25 units of alcohol per week. I can remember the last day I didn't have a drink. It was six months ago and I was on antibiotics…. Is it reasonable to keep drinking like this given that I'm productive and it makes me happy"?
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"You people are stupid. I remember Pier 52 and the End Zone, Hermosa used to be a scary place. The youth hostel used to be known as the heroin hotel. Hermosa has cleaned up so much over the last few decades, let the people have their fun. I've grown up in Hermosa, live in Hermosa, and think it's a great place. If you don't want to drink on the beach, don't. If you don't want to get puked on, don't go to the Ironman. Hermosa is a mellow fun-loving town, leave it that way! If you want to talk about investments, money you don't have, or how great you [...]
Dear guy in the spiked leather jacket,
I'm sorry if my face hurt your fist.
"Minimalists tend to do better than maximalists. Flinty and workmanlike seem to win the day…. It is the self-proclaimed geniuses who suffer. Writers of long sentences seem to do worse than the writers of short ones." Tom Shone looks at what happens when writers go on the wagon. [Fair warning: The piece calls Faulkner and Fitzgerald "the Paris and Britney of their day" and puts Ernest Hemingway in the Amy Winehouse role. Still, probably worth a click.]
Sorry for stinking.
You were seven years old at the time, which was December 19th, 1991. I remember because I had just turned 21. The day before, as a matter of fact. You were in the first grade at a school for emotionally disturbed children in New Jersey, where I worked, as an assistant to your teacher, Suzanne.
The place: Washington, D.C. More specifically: on the green and yellow lines! The date to save: Next Wednesday, June 30th. Details on next week's Washington DC Awl Commenter Sing-a-long and Drink-a-thon follow in the comments. (ALSO what happened last night in Boston, eh?)
Summer: it turns me upside down. Summer, summer, summer: it's like a merry-go-round. It was true for Ric Ocasek many years ago and it's true for the rest of us today, because Monday is Memorial Day, so here comes summer!
"Summering. Drinking. Summering and drinking. For the prep, the two words are synonymous from Memorial Day to Labor Day." -Tipsy in Madras
Summer drinking is a fantastically elaborate endeavor among the set that uses "summer" as a verb-there are drinks you drink at the club (Southsides), drinks you drink while getting ready for Saturday evening charity balls (known as "dressers," they can be whatever you fancy, [...]
This, the first of two recipes we will provide for you for this weekend's festivities, is even easier than you think! Yes you can! USA, USA!
Even if you don't like football, and have not watched a single match this season, America demands that you will gather with friends on Sunday and drink beer and watch a game. If only to see the commercials. Really, it's the least you can do. The advertising agency spends the whole year selflessly making all our lives better. This is their big night. They've spent so much money-$2.6 million for every 30 seconds, more than they've ever spent before-that you owe it [...]
Ever hear someone in a bar blab on about how drunk people are more likely to survive car accidents or falls down stairs or something because when you're drunk your body is all loose and flexible? Apparently, as Scientific American's Rachel Kremens reports, there might be something to the idea. "Research published in the journal American Surgeon reveals that trauma patients are more likely to survive if they were intoxicated at the time of their injury."