convenient tropes
 

Were any of them a trope?

What do you drink?
 

Water during the day. I freakin' hate it the second it's not ice cold but I read that seltzer interferes with calcium absorption or something and makes your bones weaker.

Evening: Irish breakfast tea with milk and sugar

Alcohol: Irish whiskey, Irish cider, margarita or sangria

Winter: hot chocolate with marshmallows (or else there's no point in having it at all)

Hot Summer Day: fresh-squeezed lemonade

Naked Cowboy
 

http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmp..._dc_1&ncid=762

$700-$1,000 a day???? I think we're all in the wrong line of work!

Naked Cowboy
 

So he says.

(I was wondering how you could fit 1000 dollar bills into a pair of boots when I read below that he also says that he's achieved his goal of becoming the most celebrated entertainer of all time. Forgive me if I'm not rushing out to buy that guitar.)

The revival of the crush list, June, '03
 

Though the crush list is so very '00, the times have changed and so have the players. That king of the crush list, Circa Dragon, with his exploits abroad and penchance for buying his lucky wife expensive coats is no longer with us. That other list topper, Pretty Little Flower is so '01, plus his arrogance and condescension is over the top. So is Bilmore's for that matter, but his essential Benny Hillness stymied his crush list chances. Now we have newer, fresher, unmet men on whom to have crushes. I bring you my revisited crush list, circa June 3, 2003. Reads from least crushiest (but still crushable nonetheless) to most crushiest.

Jack Manfred. Jack had a solid place on my list, given his hip musical tastes and locale. Plus he has that avatar of that guy who I have no idea who he is but he has that whole James Dean cum Swingers thing going on. Jack would have had a higher place on my list, but I just read about his penchant to drink a million diet cokes (read: fat) and his admission he looks like Brent from Office. Plus, the treadmill is just not the manly exercise machine- it is so my dad trying to lose the marital/quit smoking weight. Unless Jack can confirm he is running fast. But if so, why not outside? Nevertheless, I suspect we would have fun at the Bar Marmont or Deluxe.

Mmmmmmmmm, Burger: Very borderline, but has lately taken to flirting with me, which I like, so I will include him. Problem is that I am prone to getting a balding, flabby guy vibe from him. Also seems kind of androgynous. Never really flirts (until last week) or discusses things of a risque nature, but watches a lot of reality television. Is this a manly man living the high life in the big city or some suburban schlump living in NoVa with his average looking bland wife? Points for making iced tea in lobster pots. The New Englandress in me digs that. But with the mint from his own garden? I don't know if this is Aiden from SatC or Martha Stewart. He also is a confirmed FOJRUSS which is not a turn on for the ladies. But he has proven some dark horse potential of late, so I will put him on the list.

Pretty Little Flower: Sharkjump material? Too '00? Timeworn tradition? I say classic. Granted, there was that period where everyone and her mother and sunny bunny, that paigowwanna, was putting him atop the crush lists. People started cyberstarlking him and suddnely he was more passe than a pashmina. But I was the first to list him on my crush list, and I will stand by my man. However, his place atop my crush list has been eclipsed by the Poor Man's Pretty himself . . .

Pushy the Puppy. ALways in the shadow of his mentor and idol, Pretty, Pushy has finally come into his own. Renowned by the board for his brilliant sock, the International Male, he seems to have finally grown into his own man under his latest incarnation. I don't know if it was the brilliant but thwarted series called the Fashionable Accountant or whatever, or if it is that picture of the toothsome black woman in his signature box, but I just am kind of digging him. A lot. I wonder if he is hot. I may even send him a PM. But I dont want to get all sunny bunny on him and deluge him. What to do. Maybe he will read this and PM me? Swell! Work is slow and I can use the cheap thrill.

What do you drink?
 

I am jealous of people who can drink water. I sometimes force myself to drink it, but that usually only lasts a few days, and I only get down maybe two or three glasses.

I drink LOTS of diet coke. At least two liters a day or five cans, depending on whether I am at home or at work. I even have a 20 ounce diet mountain dew at the gym during my workouts. I also have lot of lemonade flavor Crystal Light.

I also drink lots of alcohol if I am going to drink. Screw a glass or two of wine. I'm having at least a bottle to myself.

What do you drink?
 

Suddenly I'm* very thirsty.





Edited to add: I'm not judging you, ABBA.

What do you drink?
 

I think we've finally run out of things to talk about.

Thurgreed(this has to be the most boring poll in the history of the board -- and that includes count's crappy-ass-ripped-from-the-pages-of-cosmo polls)Marshall

The revival of the crush list, June, '03
 

Ever tried to grow mint? Buy seeds. Chuck 'em in dirt. Watch the stuff spread all over the place.

What do you drink?
 

All day, water and green tea. I can't say that I ever really liked Soda (they look at you funny down here if you call it anything but soda or Coke and don't slip and try to order a Pepsi) so I don't drink it. I might have an occasional warm ginger ale (raspberry flavor Schwepps is good) if my tummy hurts. At night, six to eight Bud Ice Lights (I know. I otherwise hate light beer but this stuff is 7.5% alcohol -- they measure it to the legal 5.5% prior to icing and apparently the icing process increases the alcohol content -- at only 110 calories and with the number I drink per week anything better would put me in the poorhouse). I stopped drinking hard liquor after a incident in high school where I literally thought I puked up my fucking liver.

Holy fucking kick ass Cup game last night. Whew, it was a real butt-clencher and nail-biter. Sweet overtime goal. Goaltending by both teams has been fucking schweet.

Is it just me, or does Eric Rudolph look a bit like Freddy Mercury (in his prime)? I just caught a couple of glimpses of E.R. getting off of the plane and such so I could be off but I think I saw a resemblance.

A few great days and now rain again. If it doesn't stop, I am either going to fill my pool in with dirt or empty it and take up skateboarding again. One year draught, next year flood :wtf??:

it is a series!
 

Paigow's list absolutely nothing to do with my post, but it made me choke with laughter on my 17th cup of coffee (real half and half or light cream only, please -- unless it's a coffee emergency, none of that powdered stuff or the liquid "non-dairy" junk) this morning. Paigow, you are one funny chick.

On to hockey. Random notes on last night's game:

1. That Sam girl is growing on me. Maybe it's mere infatuation, but she seems like she knows hockey. Is she a puck bunny, perhaps? Plus, you have to be impressed with a reporter chick who can interview a goalie without being distracted by the sweat he is copiously dripping on her. GWNC or Thrasher or BRC -- tell me if I am just blinded by the light, so to speak.

2. Note to ABC -- STOP IT WITH THE LENGTHY LIVE SHOTS FROM THE OVERHEAD CAMERAS!!!!!! Yes, we're all quite impressed with the technological marvel that allows a camera to float above the ice surface, but it sucks for live shots of the action. I like the goal camera, but I don't want to watch the game live from that shot. What makes you think that I want to see it from above the ice?

3. The only thing better than having a geezer like Steve Thomas score the winning goal was having the bad Niedermayer on the ice for it. Hey, Niedermayer! Way to hang your goalie out to dry by letting that rebound land on the stick of an open guy! And I hate your horse, too!

4. What is it with Jersey fans and Scott Stevens sweaters? I couldn't believe that there were that many Puddys running around the Pond the last few nights, but what was really spooky was that it seemed like every one of them wore number 4. You morons! What about Broduer, fer cryin out loud?

5. Uh, Chris Berman, I love you, but the fake Canadian accents and the "he was *cheesed-off* because he hit the post" comments were only funny the first 500 times.

The revival of the crush list, June, '03
 

This is exactly the type of post that makes it so hard for me to classify you as crushowrthy. I dont know if this is bilmoreesque curmedgeonly kayaking or, i-am-gonna-take-you-and-throw-you-down-in-the-dirt-and have-my-way-with-you-woman manliness.

But, mint? Why?

What do you drink?
 

Umm, 6-8 per night? Perhaps a more expensive brew would force you to curtail your consumption to reasonable levels.

What do you drink?
 

6-8 *is* reasonable. Let's say you crack your first beer at 7:30 p.m. and continue to watch the game, talk with friends at a bar, whatever until midnight. Hell, make it 11:30 (for a work night). That's four hours. Two beers an hour is not that much.

What do you drink?
 

No worries. I have no shame anyway.