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So on the Saturday just gone I did journey forth to The Caxton I was to meet with fellow worshippers TFS and Tucker.
Alas only one could make the ardous journey and as it was Tucker and my self stood arm in arm to pray.
The night stated awkwardly as we were two strangers who had only a passing knowledge of each other and had met through a third party, namely TFS. We chatted and drank whilst the morons watching the rugby league on the telly did their best to make sure that we both appeared deaf by constantly asking "sorry, what did you say"
The night was livened up by the appearance of a gentleman who sans pants made for a lap around the bar. Unfortunately security nabbed him but not before much mirth was enjoyed by all.
A pub crawl entered the hotel after a bit and what was a small crowd was bolstered into standing room only. The pub crawl members comprised of four divisions of a local hockey team. And one fellow in particular shared our table and his jug of spirits.
Conversation flowed as did the booze and after one toilet stop I emerged to find Tucker up to his eyes in women. The fairer sex had invaded our table and after some stilted conversation and a lame joke that went down like a lead balloon (from yours truly) they departed.
They were replaced by an extremely drunken fellow on his bucks night. His friend was very chatty and after a bit the groom was asked to leave. The night after this began to grind to a halt,we decided to pull the pin and as the 'sensible one' (designated driver *grumbles to self*) I drove Tucker to the train station and proceeded home.
All in all a good night and hopefully at the next prayer meet we can get a few more members *raises eyebrows in direction of Verbs and TFS* and get the whole robe thing off the ground.
Dream with me lads, dream with me.
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posted by Trojan @ 4/04/2005 10:47:00 PM
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I would like to officially announce that as of 10pm Sunday I have taken a vow of dehydration.
No alcohol shall pass my lips for the next 40 days and 40 nights. Now before people start screaming "BLASPHEMER" and "HERETIC" I believe I should explain. Jesus wandered for 40 days and nights in the desert (no doubt constantly cursing himself for not packing the street directory) before reemerging to forge one of the worlds largest religions.
I too hope to humbly emulate old JC and upon the completion of my ardous labour I, with the help of a select and blessed few, will set up a religion that shall sweep the world and unite all under its drunken banner.
I shall still attend prayer meets but will of course be on the iced waters.
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posted by Trojan @ 3/29/2005 04:19:00 PM
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Well I counted the votes that where on the comments log:
William Shatner 15
Ron Hitler Barassi 12
Dennis Leary 3
Christopher Reeves re-animated corpse 1
Drakk 1
Kermit the Frog 1
Prince 1
Tom Waits 1
It really it is a close race with William Shatner and Ron Hitler Barassi.
Lets pull together and get everyone to vote for Shatner.
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posted by Tucker @ 3/24/2005 06:02:00 PM
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Finally checked my e-mail this morning and found confirmation of my domain name registration for aftergrogblog.com. Tucker and Oz shall soon have an aftergrog.com e-mail address each, and I'll extend this to all those who join our beer based religion.
Also, typing ozbhoy.aftergrogblog.com into the address bar of your web browser of choice will take you to Beer o'Clock and tucker.aftergrogblog.com will take you to Crazy Tuckstain.
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posted by TFS @ 3/10/2005 10:12:00 AM
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Something that hasn't been discussed in a while across the 4 or 5 blogs that Oz, Tucker and myself post/comment on, is our religion based on the drinking of Alcohol.
It occured to me the other day that we don't have a name for it yet...or do we? If we do, can someone tell me what it is, cos I got left out of that meeting. We've got a prayer, we've got a few ideas for regular meeting spots, and we've all got the intention to drink lots of grog. Of course the other two are succeding in their mission to eat, drink and be merry and I'm unfortunately getting a little left behind due to the ridiculous amount of travelling I've been doing.
Anyway, point of this post was to kick off another discusion about our beer religion, I think we all got a bit wrapped up in Christianity 2.0 and the War of the Grog Blogs. Time to get back to what we're good at...as soon as I figure out what that is, I'll let you know.
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posted by TFS @ 3/09/2005 10:06:00 AM
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I'm not interested in getting into a pissing contest with you over a blog name. So what if we both use the name? Does it really bloody matter?!
No I did not Google it, and why should I have? No I did not steal your name, I came up with it independently. Until today I had never even laid eyes on your blog. In fact, I got the idea from the term After Grog Bog, which is what we called going for a dump after a long nights drinking back in SAfrica. You know the sort I'm talking about. They're fucking nasty.
As far as it being your name goes, I don't see it as a registered trade mark? You don't have a domain name registered at all. Yeah, you've obviously been using it for a while. But you don't own the words "After", "Grog" and "Blog" do you?
All you had to do was e-mail me, and talk to me about it. That's all. My e-mail address is on this site and TFS.com. Hell, I would've probably changed it, and even linked you. But no, you go and throw a little hissy fit over on your blog and accuse me of stealing something you don't even own. If you've got such a problem with it, go register it. Get a domain, get it trademarked. Then I'll change it.
All this is, is a blog for Tucker, Oz and myself to blog amusing anecdotes related to our drunkeness. If people are stupid enough to confuse this blog with yours, that's their problem. They are clearly very different.
Oh and for your benifit: click here or here.
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posted by TFS @ 3/05/2005 06:44:00 PM
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Thanks to Lauren for this one...
Dear Alcohol:
First and foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. My friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holiday's hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:
1. Phone calls:
While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?
2. Eating:
Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale chips (washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries)? I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.
3. Clumsiness:
Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.
4. Furthermore:
The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.
Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.
Thank you,
Your biggest fan
P.S. THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Innovative
2. Preliminary
3. Proliferation
4. Cinnamon
THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Specificity
2. British Constitution
3. Passive-aggressive disorder
THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Thanks, but I don't want to have $ex.
2. Nope, no more beer for me.
3. Sorry, but you're not really my type.
4. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.
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posted by TFS @ 3/01/2005 10:24:00 PM
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