I had large bottle of Sierra Nevada Estate "Homegrown" Ale this evening.  Phenomenal brew, very meaty with a great balance of hops and malt.  Virtually a meal in itself, and packs a mild punch at 6.7%.  Not cheap, but worth the sawbuck.

Last night: Southern Tier Brewing Co's Gemini and before that Premier Hopblast from the Windmill Brewery from here in Holland.  What else?  That was enough.

I remember another time, circa 2003. Some friends of mine were in town from NYC and wanted to go to Mitchell Brothers to see the talent. I still had some passes, since my best friend in high school used to date the daughter of the slain brother. Normally the cover charge is 40 bucks.

Being out of coke and extremely drunk, I decided to score a gram or two on the street. Of course, I should have known better, and known that no one scores good powder cocaine on the street in SF's tenderloin. Instead, I was presented with 60 dollars worth of crack rock. Naively, I chopped up and snorted a line on top of the paper towel dispenser in the Mitchell Brothers restroom. Obviously, it did nothing for me. Different chemistry and all that.

A month later, I took the crack to a friend's apartment in Lake Merritt, Oakland. We smoked it in a pipe on a bed of ash, and got really really high. I finally saw the Crack Allure. Crack made me feel like a megalomaniac whose best laid plans of mice and men had finally succeeded. I drove home in my car at the time, a 1993 Burgundy Lincoln Town Car. The entire time, the car felt to be floating off of the ground, in the air. I was listening to Black Sabbath in the CD Changer.

Good times.

Barossa Valley Estate E&E Black Pepper Shiraz 2005 Absolutely fantastic

There was a fatality at Wimbledon station last night and the trains  were up the creek. We were advised to make our own arrangements to get home. This after I had deliberately waited until the rush hour was over. Jumpers usually time their suicide to coincide with peak times. Anyway, I went the roundabout way to Kingston by bus from Putney. I decided I deserved a pint to soothe me after the detour. I walked into a backstreet pub I often use and I was the only customer ! After 8:30pm on a Thursday ! When the landlord came down I asked why and was told it was  due to there not being any football on TV in recent weeks(he has all the screens; it is a big sports pub) and also because it was a 'five week' month. I was pleased when a few more eventually turned up - but business was not good.

Cocodamol, diclofenac, tramadol, diazepam and lansoprazol mean I'm not drinking right now.

I think the doctor may gave done overboard with prescriptions.

Alcohol with diazepam or codeine has a good effect but you must titrate the grog - the drugs are measured and accurate - don't get drunk then take drugs - bad outcomes - take known measured quantities first then titrate grog.

You can get large enough doses of codeine out of proprietaries by mashing and mixing in cold water and then filtering through coffee filter paper. Only the codeine is soluble.

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Last edited by Maximilien de Robespierre (2011-04-02 13:35:14)

No, doing the train method is not quick. Generally the parts of your torso which is cut in through, is instantly welded back together with the insides all a mixed riddle in the process. Death can be lingering and painful, plus it inconveniences the local commuters and shoppers. Most selfish.

Coffee this morning, the Nescafe Green Blend. I've managed to cut my coffee consumption down to less than 2-3 cups a week. 

I will be having a few golden rings this evening though, likely will be a Lowland, followed by an Irish.