Posts Tagged ‘Alcohol’

An Important Message From Lando Calrissian

March 30, 2009

… And we’re back, kicking off another week of “will they/won’t they?” blogging tension here at Lifting Fog! Plenty of new stuff – spanning the breadth of human experience – to look forward to as we kick off the month of April, all of it entertaining. And all of it trans-fat free! (So you don’t have to feel guilty!) Before you fire up that Excel spreadsheet, though, a celebration of consequence-free hedonism with our favorite Sultan of Sin (and newly elected Supreme Chancellor of the Galaxy), Lando Calrissian. Billy Dee Williams? You just know they’re the same guy. Keep on pimpin’!

(Thanks, Luke, for another stellar alcohol-related YouTube link!)

Happy 75th Birthday, 21st Amendment!

December 5, 2008

147576_mainThis afternoon, Lifting Fog breaks up our usual rotation of soap opera recaps and iPhone fan fiction to soberly quietly reflect on an important day in American history. Today, the 5th of December 2008, marks the 75th anniversary of the repeal of Prohibition in the United States. Mormon? National prohibition, as mandated by the 18th Amendment, rendered the sale, manufacture, and transportation of alcohol (even wine spritzers) totally illegal for 13 years. Part of that during the Great Depression. Arguably the least Spring Break-hospitable time in our nation’s history, Prohibition also gave rise to Chicago gangsters like Al Capone and most of singer-songwriter Usher’s wardrobe. Truly awful years.

More sudsy truth-telling after the jump!

Pre-Week Brain Dump (Part 1 of 2)

September 15, 2008

DJ Steve’s been putting me to shame these last few days with lengthy, thoughtful posts on Kanye West’s celebrity and Saturday Night Live’s mediocrity. Both great. I’ve been surfing, eating, and acting inappropriately around college students. I also embedded a Super Mario World YouTube video! Lame. But that was last week – a brand new one is upon us, and with it a golden Phelpsian opportunity to redeem myself in your eyes. Like the Fightin’ Phils, I’m all about comebacks. Before I set to work on my next failed New Yorker article, though, I’ve got to clear my head of everything that’s taken up residence these past few days. Brewfest. Palin. Fringe. Matthew McConaughey. Nothing coherent enough to warrant an individual post, but each part of that perfect fall potpourri blend. You know the drill. Onward?

“Drunk And Stupid Is No Way To Go Through Life, Son”

August 28, 2008

… Guess that guy didn’t get the memo. In an exquisite (if slightly dated – sorry!) photo report, Gawker shows that George W. Bush, expert back-slapper and 43rd President of the United States of America, still knows how to party his red, white, and blue balls off. And this was only during competition! $100 says he really did do a keg stand with Shawn Johnson after the All-Around.

Thanks to Mark Krotov for the link. God Bless America!

"George, it's - you know what, forget it."

Another Work Week…

August 4, 2008

… At least for all you suckers who can’t see the incredible opportunities in unemployment. I’m wearing boxers as I type this! Right now! Really! It truly doesn’t get any better.


Hold on. I swear I’m good n-

Sorry, I didn’t think the crying would last that long! For those of you who know things could be better – whether you’re gainfully employed, on your ass, or slaving through grad school – I offer the proven solution to your angst: Be Kanye supplements. You may have seen ads for this miracle product on the subway. I was only too happy to find they made a video, too.

Even in an Absolut world, I know the guy has his detractors. People think he’s arrogant, stuck-up, and hot-headed. He is, no question. But he’s incredibly talented. AND, unlike far too many musical artists (hi, Coldplay!), he also has a sense of humor. Check out this very funny SNL sketch (sorry I couldn’t embed) and tell me he doesn’t understand his public persona. Or for a closer look, read his blog. It’s kind of a schizophrenic fever dream of misspellings and Murakami artwork, but proof again of his ability to mix it up with his followers. What say you, readers? Kanye West: delusional diva or talented troubadour?

“Just… Just Listen”

July 9, 2008

This was written 1.5 months ago. I plum forgot about it. I’m trying.

First night home – less than 12 hours in Jersey – and already I find myself acting as transportation for drunk freshmen. Or closer to an ambulance, really, as the kid I ferried eventually wound up in the hospital. He’s fine, now, despite what I imagine to be a pretty terrible hangover and possibly a new scar. Certainly not dead. My brother was actually worried about that one.

Detached older brother that I am, I was nowhere near Anker’s little soiree while this kid (let’s call him… Barry) was getting drunker and drunker. I didn’t know the circumstances surrounding his quick descent. Piecing together the story as I drove him home, though, it was easy to see just what he was about: rising college sophomore, recent (first) girlfriend, overprotective parents, high school image to shed. I knew Barry without knowing him, because he was more an archetype than a fully-fledged human-being. (more…)