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now i have images of a darkened closet-like room where UYS brings people for tweedy, poetic torture!

Oh no they don't complain at what happens to them in there ... well not that loudly and anyway the padded walls takes care of that

As a child, I learned to trust. Not so much that I'd walk into the woods alone without letting my family know where I'd be, but enough that I could venture into the shade on the edge of the trees without fear.

I learned that caution isn't the same as fear; concern isn't the same as worry and caring isn't the same as desire; that the consequences of lying costs pain that far outweighs the purchase, honour is a higher priced commodity than accomodation and that love is priceless.

For those who sorrow a childhood lost, I weep for those children you were never allowed to be. Today is the one when we can be kind to each other and most importantly, be kind to ourselves. Ego is fragile and should be nurtured carefully.

Nicely put Champ :rose:

Best of of three was 5.11

That is one heckuva cool link. Thanks, Annie!!

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I remember precious little before about the 3rd grade. Not really sure why. The bits I do remember are all things that my parents have photographs of.

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Yup, being quiet. Men suck.

only bi ones :D
 
Ooops sorry I missed that I was so caught up with answering your 'men suck' comment ... that's really good I gave up at 7.84
 
That line is so incredibly evocative. Wow.

:rose:

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Hey now, I have been know to suck on nipples, tongues, clits, labia, earlobes, random bits of tender skin, etc.

And no comment about my 5.11? I must be slipping.



always here to invoke the proper images...your not to bad yourself...:kiss:
 
I just want to say one little thing in here because it's naggin at me, before I let the subject drop. NJ said that I ratted on what she told me privately in PM. It's just not true in fact she never said anything to me in PM about her meds I got it from what was posted for all the world and his wife to see last time this all blew up. Sorry will let it drop now just wanted to say my bit
 
I have a question for the bistro.


How many drinks does it take before you can't read?

How many before you can't think?
 
about 4 drinks in i can no longer write, about 7 drinks in and all rational thought is gone, although these numbers only apply when im not boy crazy, because any amount will do both tasks when i'm infatuated with someone... but i chalk that up to hormones
 
well when words start to fail, stop toasting, but until then.....
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about 4 drinks in i can no longer write, about 7 drinks in and all rational thought is gone, although these numbers only apply when im not boy crazy, because any amount will do both tasks when i'm infatuated with someone... but i chalk that up to hormones

medically i cant have more then one

which is a moot point since i'm not allowed to anyway

which is fine by me since i am not fond at all of alchohol

and im not 21 yet to boot so legally i cant drink at all
 
I have a question for the bistro.


How many drinks does it take before you can't read?

How many before you can't think?

this depends on the type of alcohol. i have a pretty decent tolerance. if we're talking wine, i can easily do a bottle without blinking. hard liquor, on a full stomach, with no chasers, i can have about 5 drinks and retain the ability to spell my own name. i stop myself there while literacy is still employed. if have water/club soda in between drinks i can get away with more than that.

cocktails that are thinned out with juice/tonic water, etc. i've lost count of how many i can drink. it's significantly higher than the number of straight alcoholic drinks. cocktails containing numerous alcoholic ingredients are trickier, but damn if i don't enjoy testing those limits. if i stick with the same mixed drink, i'm likely to pull off 5 or 6, no chaser. if i play mad scientist and driink different cocktails, all containing multiple liquors, i'll give myself a cut off point of 3 drinks. while i'm still functional. in any case, i find it preferable to be in control of my faculties when all is said and done. illiteracy (even temporarily) is so not sexy. :cool:
 
Actually I can't remember the last time I had an alcoholic drink I think it was probably when I was on the cruise in the summer. I went through all the silly amount of fuel consumption when I was in the WRAF when I could have drunk any of you under the table! But with age came sense and I can have just as much fun without it and without making myself feel ill and there are better ways of wasting money!
 
But with age came sense and I can have just as much fun without it and without making myself feel ill and there are better ways of wasting money!

This is pretty much how I feel about. And I got that clue in my teens, and before I did much fuel consumption at all.

My buddy K was a HUGE consumer of adult beverages. For a while there he had bar tabs that were heading towards five digits, and regularly made payments to the clubs he frequented in excess of a thousand dollars. He has very few memories of whole swaths of his life from that time period. He left it behind and largely stopped drinking. He goes out once every coupla months, gets happily drunk, and is perfectly fine. How he avoided alcoholism, I don't know.

Anyway, he was a shining, sort of, example of why I don't drink. He'd regularly get hammered, wake up with no pants, in some strange room, with people he didn't know, and no memory of how he got there. He would assume he had a good time and set about finding what city he was in and where his pants were. He regularly lost his cars for days at a time because he'd drive somewhere and forget where he left it, and went through a pretty fair number of cars (oddly, he was almost always in the passenger seat when they were totalled).

I learned that proper drinking involved spending a load of money, feeling like absolute hell the next day, remembering nothing, and fabricating the good time you had from Sherlockian clue assessment. Unfortunately, while this was a great example to learn from as a non-drinker, I discovered that it was not quite true in my case. I remember everything, with painful clarity. I've gotten pretty seriously poisoned a coupla times in my life, and I can still remember the shit I said. Wow, most people must havereally great alcohol related memory filters, as those memories are just all sorts of stupid on my part. Ugh.
 
I have a question for the bistro.
How many drinks does it take before you can't read?
How many before you can't think?

Before I can't read? depends what's being drunk my dear ;)
Beer: 6 or right around there - I usually have darker beers though, so with the heaviness I never really get past 3... it's just not that enjoyable after & I don't drink to get drunk
Wine: 4 Large glasses of red or about a bottle (the white'll stop me in one glass since I'll get a migraine)
Liquor: depends on the proof and what form it takes but let's settle on 4 cosmos or something thereabouts :D

Before I can't think? well that doesn't really happen but you might get me to black out after say a case of beer (though I'd never drink that much beer) or 6-7 mixed drinks... or a couple bottles of wine. Eegad - I'm so happy I don't drink to get drunk - I'd prefer not to test these guesstimates
 
Men suck.

Most of the men I've met are pretty damned schnazzy... I've come in contact with a few sadistic bastards I'd have liked to have harmed at the time but not as much now. Believe it or not, I've met more crappy females than males.

I wonder, sometimes, why women don't have more of a sorority-like bond... seems as though many men have that fraternity-esque (no, not the stupidity of a frat house but the brotherhood, understanding, ability to joke around & not be completely torn to bits afterward, straightforward communication, etc.) thing going but I cannot recall a time in my life when I've felt safe in a group of women. It's always as if I'm on the verge of being pushed off a precipice to meet my doom on the pointy teeth of their judgment... eep
 
Before I can't think? well that doesn't really happen but you might get me to black out after say a case of beer (though I'd never drink that much beer)

That would be phsyically impossible for me. Nothing fills me up quite like beer. I can drink a Guinness and be done. Like can't eat or drink anything else, period. I can drink maybe two regular lager type beers before I'm the same way. The most I've ever drunk was 4, and that was McEwen's Scotch Ale, and that stuff is the nectar of the gods. Literally the best tasting alcoholic beverage, and damned near any sort of beverage, I've ever had. And I felt like I was going to explode. The fact that I managed a half a bottle of vodka later that night is a truly herculean feat of imbibing for me.

And that would be my bachelor's party, and one of the about four times in my life that I've honestly gotten drunk. It was also the only time I've felt ill the next morning, but that can be shown to have been the result of the sheer amount of redi-whip that I consumed off of a very friendly young woman at the party.

And, yes. I remember every stupid detail. Ugh. Beard. Redi-whip. Alcohol. The smell the next morning was a thing unreal.


Most of the men I've met are pretty damned schnazzy... I've come in contact with a few sadistic bastards I'd have liked to have harmed at the time but not as much now. Believe it or not, I've met more crappy females than males.

I wonder, sometimes, why women don't have more of a sorority-like bond... seems as though many men have that fraternity-esque (no, not the stupidity of a frat house but the brotherhood, understanding, ability to joke around & not be completely torn to bits afterward, straightforward communication, etc.) thing going but I cannot recall a time in my life when I've felt safe in a group of women. It's always as if I'm on the verge of being pushed off a precipice to meet my doom on the pointy teeth of their judgment... eep

This is something I've noticed too. Guys stick togehter. We may beat each other up verbally, but it is generally good natured, and done to the other guy's face. Women not so much. And if one of my buddies called me at 3am because he was piss drunk and needed a ride, I'd bitch him out but I'd do it because he's a friend. Same thing happens to most women and they'll do it because they don't want to face the social judgement of not doing it.

NOTE: Not all women are like this. This is a gross generalisation, and meant to illustrate how the vast majority of women I know have different sort of friendships than the guys I know.
 
Love it! thank you :D
don't remember what i scored yesterday but today I hit 4.21 after 3 tries...

Nice! Good on ya, bad-ass :D

Edit: I tried again this morning and got a 3.60

The one that I am consistently best at is finding the center of the circle. The one that I am consistently the worst at is find the point equidistant from the sides of the triangle. Odd mix, that.
 
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Nice! Good on ya, bad-ass :D

Edit: I tried again this morning and got a 3.60

The one that I am consistently best at is finding the center of the circle. The one that I am consistently the worst at is find the point equidistant from the sides of the triangle. Odd mix, that.

ok, i'm competitive - i admit it... i had to try to get at least close to 3.6 (Nicely Done!)... well... nothin' doin': apparently, i'm a consistent 4.1x player... I suppose it's nice that i'm consistent but sheesh - it'd be nice to be able to get the middle of the circle one of these times! I'm a bit jealous of that knack you've got, Homburg - not a strong suit of mine. Though the intersection of the 3 lines seems to be a simple task, darn that parallelogram! why is it so tough? pshaw... giving up on the eyeballs for a few (but too interested to not try multiple times later today).

Now I feel as though I have eyeballer's ocd... ;)
 
ok, i'm competitive - i admit it... i had to try to get at least close to 3.6 (Nicely Done!)... well... nothin' doin': apparently, i'm a consistent 4.1x player... I suppose it's nice that i'm consistent but sheesh - it'd be nice to be able to get the middle of the circle one of these times! I'm a bit jealous of that knack you've got, Homburg - not a strong suit of mine. Though the intersection of the 3 lines seems to be a simple task, darn that parallelogram! why is it so tough? pshaw... giving up on the eyeballs for a few (but too interested to not try multiple times later today).

Now I feel as though I have eyeballer's ocd... ;)

Yeah, the center of the circle is a consistent sub 2.0 test for me, and I've gotten 0.0 more than once. The parelogram is kinda tough for me too. I wonder if I'm getting screwed up by the rastering of the lines (I think I used that term correctly).
 
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