Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

I give up.

lol ... well MC is very pretty for a boy

Martino these are some mighty strong nuggets of information here. My jaw is still dropped from reading about Ray Charles' forays with chemicals. Now I'm not a Ray Charles fan, particularly so I suppose I wouldn't know but I happened to catch (which is usually how it is with me and T.V. since I don't watch except for if my roomates happen to have it on and I'm there and it isn't something really stupid - which it usually is) this show on T.V. - I think it might have even been 60 minutes that was about him and hey, I might not have seen the whole thing but I sure don't remember anything at all about drugs or even booze being mentioned. They made him sound like one really sober well-adjusted dude. Woah. Call me naive.

And then what's this about drinking a glass or two of water after every drink? I actually remember the singer from English Beat (Dave Wakeling) saying from the stage that this was a bad idea. I've never tried it but I seriously suspect that a) it would nearly kill the buzz entirely, despite it's obvious hydrating benefits and b) how can you say that if you did that, you would STILL have a bad hangover after doing that? Do you have any personal experience to back up these claims?

Damnit I just realized I haven't read all of this thread yet.

And now that I have....

Yes you are right as hell McC an AA meeting would make great writing material. Also - surely there must be an atheist similar AA equivalent group somewhere? God I hope there is. I mean...I hope there is! Ha ha. I mean...GODDAMNIT I hope there is! Nietzsche is god and god is dead!

Also, I do believe drunks aren't very attractive to the ladies. I was in a weird situation on the bus one day going to school, just before I finally decided to get car insurance and start driving there. There was only 8 of us on that bus, but chances are none of us have forgotten it (except the baby). Behind me was this young redneck girl with some guy I assume was her boyfriend. In front of me were two women sitting on opposite sides of the bus, and another woman with a baby. Then there was the drunk guy. He had swerved and stumbled onto the bus. Looked terrible. Anyway, eventually he decided to move from his seat to sit next to one of the women. He did this WHILE THE BUS WAS MOVING, and I sat and watched him nearly fall on the kid in the process. The woman he sat next to immediately told him "you need to go sit over THERE!" so he swerved and stumbled and sat next to the woman in front of me. By this point, it was obvious he was pressuring the woman for her phone number and she was saying she didn't have a phone number, etc. At this point the woman he had originally sat next to complained to the bus driver to get the drunk guy off the bus. Strangely, the young redneck girl behind me protested "I know him. He's a nice guy. He's just trying to have a little fun. Leave him alone." Incredulous, I turned around and faced her: "He almost fell on the kid!" She said "So? He didn't MEAN to" I rolled my eyes and kept quiet. But I wanted him gone too. Gone just because he made me nervous, not being able to predict what was going to happen next. And I didn't appreciate being saddled with that kind of nervousness, I was just trying to go about my business and get to school. Well it ended up with him getting off the bus pretty soon after that (of his own free will) and then as the redneck girl got off the bus, she said something to the woman who had asked for him to be forced off the bus about "not getting any dick, bitch" or something like that and at that point I became furious and walked off the bus after the redneck girl (she never dreamed we would have the same stop - the school) and yelled "No alcoholic is gonna get himself cleaned up if YOU keep making excuses for him. And if you don't know that now you're gonna FIND OUT!" She yelled back some profanity or other and we went our separate ways.

But the moral of my story is, I thought later: why in the world would that guy think he was gonna be able to score with either of those two women? I mean really? Unless they were drunks too or just really really really desperate I can't see it.

as to your questions:

the buzz is not reduced by water; the buzz is caused by blood alcohol content which can only be reduced when the liver breaks up alcohol into byproducts. (if you could reduce it by drinking water you could just glug a gallon of water before driving, and all would be fine).

my point about the hangover was: if you drink the right way you can get roaring drunk but you won't have to vomit or anything. with a tab or two of ibuprofene i can function after a night of two bottles of wine -- i won't feel good, but i won't feel miserable either. that's good enough for me!

by the way it is always refreshing to read something from you that has nothing to do with music...

Sex with a drunk hick ona bus... there ought to be a law.

I once escorted a guy off the bus. Hero or what.

Thanks, Tommy.... I really needed the help. I'm such a loser.

heh in response to the situation you described marky that would be why women aren't terribly attracted to drunks. Or maybe I'm just strange - but I highly dislike being with anyone too out of control. I like to have fun, but I like to keep a handle on things.

Random drunks who talk to me - say at the coffee shop, bus, sidewalk ... tend to unnerve me. Of course, drunk girls really, really annoy me. I hate when I'm dancing at a club and some drunk girl comes over and just assumes beause I'm a girl and I'm dancing or whatever I'm her friend and hangs all over me - the thing I hate most about dancing with random drunk girls is they're usually not terribly attractive; if they're pretty, their utter wasted state makes them unattractive. And of course, when too close to any drunk who goes too quiet I start to wonder "fuck... (s)he better not puke on or near me..." this is ecspeically true in cars and on buses!

You of course don't have to be drunk to unnerve me - you could just be a rather large, annoying tarot reader at coffee cartel who seems to be there everynight who repeatedly asks me my favourite sexual fantasy, to buy you cups of coffee, let you read my cards, and that I have nice legs for a white woman and insinuate that my greastest fantasy is to get my own apartment so I can walk around "nekkid" ... and lads, if that were my greatest fantasy I think I would be a sad, sad person indeed!

i must be a sad, sad person.... to make matters worse, all the other monks here at the monestary are starting to get a little angry with me for the 'nekkid' waderings about...

perhaps they'll be less angry when they can look at a man without a b-cup with hairy nipples. it's most unattractive.

But the thing is I feel the need to come clean now and admit that I left out a small part of the story. I had said that I kept quiet after the redneck girl first spoke, but that isn't quite true. She had said "...He's just trying to have a little fun, leave him alone" and I had said "He fell on the kid!" and she said "So? He didn't MEAN TO, everyone makes mistakes"
And I said "Well, I wish he would make his mistakes ON ANOTHER BUS" and at that point I turned around and stopped facing her but at the same time I realized I was going to be looking straight at him when my face turned forward because he had moved away from the second woman. At first there was resentment and hate in my eyes (please keep in mind how stressed out I have been with school and work) and a kind of gobsmacked similar hate in his, but I eventually looked away, just pleading with fate to let me go of this situation. He then spoke and said in a disgruntled "all right all right" tone of voice that he would be off the bus soon, his stop was coming up. And it was agony until that moment, but he did step off soon after.

you sure told them! way to put your foot down Marky

sowwy fow the big avataw; bigus dickus is gone...

wong wive bigus dickus!