vodka
Submitted by laurence on Wed, 2008-10-15 11:23
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I met up with Lars at Tower Bridge station and we went for a couple of drinks before the party to get in the mode and try work out where the flat was. After a few drinks we decided that we did not know where it was an neither of us had a map, so walked out anyway into the rain and did our best to find it. After about 5 minutes in the rain and a quick conversation with a couple of sexy tourists with a map we admitted defeat and got into a taxi. My first time inside a London Cabbie actually, his first words where "you got to fucking be kidding, you would be faster off walking" so we where pretty close it seemed. After the U turn he pulled it did take a couple of minutes, so £4 well spent in my mind.
Now since coming to Europe and learning about Szarlotka (apple juice with polish vodka) I have been waiting for right time to unleash it. The time found me though as this beautiful polish girl came up and poured one for me. Now that is what life is about :)
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Submitted by laurence on Mon, 2007-06-04 05:13
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When you are triple booked for a Saturday night you know its going to be a busy weekend. With this in mind, we approached friday with caution, this soon faded as G man pointed out that I was 2 beers behind him. To catch up I downed my beer and a shot of vodka (training for my russian expedition). This some what blurred my sense of caution and I woke up saturday morning in bed with too many clothes on and my ipod headphones blasting away tangled around me neck.
So with a nasty hangover and dreams of a chubby deon laughy at a crazy german from the night before. Leon and I head off to bayside for camera shopping (also for my european expedition). This turned at easier than I had thought and cheaper, I am now the proud owner of a nikon L3. Cheap cheerful, small and a nikon meeting all my criteria. So cheap it is also disposable, which looking at the demise of all previous cameras (and more recently phones) is a good thing.
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Submitted by laurence on Mon, 2007-04-02 19:37
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No leaving party is a leaving party unless there is a pre leaving party party. For Andy this was a Murries thursdat night, which ended up in buckleys drinking hunters. I really am so over hunters but it was on special so what can you do?
Anyway so after the warm up party the next day we go to leons for a braai, Deon and I get stuck in making sushi and the rest of the part just generally get stuck in.
For some reason that totally escapes me I decided that I needed to my alcohal level up in my blood stream and so took an energy sachet from my argus race pack and mixed it with the recommended 200ml or clear fluid, in the case being vodka. The night was very fuzzy from then on, we went off on a mission which including cubanas and me and Guy eating chips at bimbos. This is the night I think that those photos of the girls kissing comes from, but one can not be 100% sure.. |
Submitted by laurence on Sun, 2007-02-11 13:59
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Feeling emotionally drained after friday night's events I gave up on light beer feb and let myself slide into my normal horribly drunk giggling wreck. Lindy spark our departure just as I was boarding on losing control and letting the rest of the party just how drunk I was. The staff at the shell garage shop where not spared my drunkness as I purchased the munchies I needed but then managed to forget in Graemes car. Sunday morning I felt like shit and light beer Feb once again seemed like the most sensible thing in the world.
Im not really sure why I bought myself a can of green ice tea and then put it in the fridge rather than drink it. The odd thing being a dont normally drink cold green tea, a wise chinese guy once told me not to. One of the great mysteries of life I suppose.
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Submitted by laurence on Sat, 2007-02-10 09:21
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Too much to say about last night, Im still trying to piece it all together. Which is odd seeing as I was stone cold sober through the whole evening. In support of Terence's crazy dry February, I am attempting a light beer feb. Im cracking though, an having half a bottle of vodka in my freezer and party within walking distance tonight is very very tempting....
Lindy's UDI (unidentifies drinking injury) was bad, huge bruise on her hand which we all attempted to apply ice to. Hopefully our thoughtful first aid attempts eased the pain and swelling. |
Submitted by laurence on Thu, 2007-01-25 08:26
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For no apparent reason Tammy decided we needed to have a cocktail party. I blame her discovery of a french martini recipe.
Before I know it, 20 people where invited and my wednesday was planned.
My romantic notions of all sitting around a roaring fire where dashed due to the swirling south easter, we did manage to get most of the party in the garden though (except for the party in the kitchen, on the bed and in my pants). The cocktails where fun we got through 4 bottles of vodka, and a host of other liquers. Im becoming a big fan of bitters, its the most amazing way to hide the taste of vodka when someone makes you a vark dop.
Chocolate vodka all got finished, but not as quickly as the first couple of times I made it. I think putting chilli in it might be pushing my luck slightly, it does give it somewhat more of a kick. Not that its really needed when your drinking just about pure warm vodka. It seemed a good idea at the time.
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Submitted by laurence on Sat, 2006-08-05 10:17
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Dinner parties are such a mission (Im a sucker for them though) there is always an issue of who to invite. You cant invite everyone unfortanatly. Then there is how much food to make, and who to bring what.
We are getting more grown up and better able to hold a dinner function now. I remember the first one we held, Craig got so drunk he didnt get past the first course. Taryn feeling like the limelight might have been taken away from her and Riaan for a few seconds procedded to announce her engagement.
Now days I just settle for hoping roughly the right amount of people arrive and everyone has a good time.
I must say when I put on the list after dinner shooters, I was thinking more of the sophisticated creamy style. Not of the interesting combination of cranberry juice and two bottles of vodka. Now as we all now cranberry juice is very good for your unrinary system, acting as an diaretic and flushing out all the badness. |
Submitted by laurence on Sat, 2005-07-02 13:39
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Ok, Im a loser, a terrible friend. and a fader. Yes Sharon and I came up one night late. Get over it.
As always Gordons bay was good. Sharon and I need a little something extra as we where feeling pretty miff so stopped at the caltex for couple of redbulls and vodka. Mixing redbull into vodka bottle gets you attention when your at a petrol station, or maybe it was my new limited edition red new balance 707 trainers?
So we arrived ready for anything, then went on shopping which is a little blurry, then a tequila shot.. before we even unpacked.
Supper and all that was a little mellow and we ended up playing this murder game. Which wasnt the most amazing thing. Jurie took on baby sitting duties this time and took Cherri and Sharon out to the sport bar. |
Submitted by laurence on Tue, 2005-02-15 18:42
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I shouldnt leave it so long to write this stuff, I cant remember half the stuff I want to say.
So we all went to the castle to watch a load of bands. We took all our stuff with, couldnt take our drinks in. So we pulled a bellville moved and drank vodka in the car park, You dont get more rock and roll than that baby!
The bands were amazing and the mosh pits nice and sensible. No 18 year old rugby players with too much creatine and too little sex trying to prove hulle is die manne. Lots of shoes getting thrown out though which was pretty funny serves you posers right for not tying your shoelaces up. Noteable bands were Hog Hoggidy , HogFokofpolisikar, Bed on Bricks and the legendary Springbok Nude Girls.. |
Submitted by laurence on Tue, 2005-01-04 14:52
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Bulshoek this year was very differant. Less vodka and game and more beers. Less singles more couples, no break-ups no get togethers. No getting into trouble. We must be getting old. We bought with everything we could possibly need, no one got burnt. Someone went to town every half an hour so the lack of cell phone receiption wasnt an issue. I did my best opening my first beer before leaving the petrol station. Jurie also played his part by always being the first to crack open a drink in the morning. The highlight of the weekend was Jurie and Leon nearly killing themselves swimming over a weir instead of us making crop circles, singing "follow the leader, leader" drunk out of our minds on vodka and sports drinks. We are getting older it would seem, how long before we take our kids? |
Submitted by laurence on Sat, 2003-12-20 22:49
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The evening went like this, met up with craig (who was down for a holiday). Bored drink straight shots of vodka with ronnie. Which leads us to getting very drunk. end up at Sarika's house, Sarika is a beauty therapist so she waxed our chests. Was fun but wont do it again in a rush. |
