First of all, what the hell kind of name is Ernesto for a tropical storm/hurricane? Its not exactly a name that strikes fear in hearts of many. Although Wilma wasn't exactly a great name either, and she royally fucked us over last year. Tonight I went and filled the vehicles with gas and filled up a few more gas cans. I have been pretty good this year about filling them up. Right now I have 40 gallons of gas, which is enough to run the generator for 80 hours. Which is substantially more prepared then I was last year, without a generator or gas. I also went and stocked up on groceries and more importantly beer. The end of the world syndrome hasn't hit down here quite yet but I am sure the next few days will be chaotic and 99% of the population will be running around like a chicken with its head cut off. That's all for now, I have to go check on the wife, she just ran a mile for the first time in over a year, and I might need to resuscitate her.
Saturday ABC-8. 5 beers, 3 rum/cokes.
Sunday ABC- Nothing
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That's right, I ran a mile and feel like death. The run wasn't so bad, it is trying to catch my breath and quit sweating now that is killing me. Uff...so out of shape!
Doing my part to help you through the possible 'cane:
MANDATORY EVACUATION
1 1/2 oz. Absolute Ruby Red vodka
1/2 oz. vermouth
Clamato
Prune juice
Combine vodka and vermouth in cocktail glass. Fill remainder of glass with equal parts Clamato and prune juice. Stir. Drink. Ask next-door neighbor whose fichus tree blew over and crashed onto your roof - even though you'd warned him for months to uproot it - if you can use his bathroom. Repeat.
CATEGORY 5
1/2 oz. vodka
1/2 oz. tequila
1/2 oz. rum
1/2 oz. bourbon
1/2 oz. gin
Sweet-and-sour mix
Splash of fruit juice
Combine vodka, tequila, rum, bourbon and gin in a tall glass. Fill remainder of glass with sweet-and-sour mix and splash of juice. Stir, then garnish with an inverted drink umbrella. Drink during peak storm hours, and vow not to believe anyone who tries to tell you the hurricane that flooded your garage and destroyed your shed was just a Category 1.
CONE OF PROBABILITY
1 oz. cinnamon schnapps
1 sugar cone
Pour the schnapps into the sugar cone. Every time you hear a TV weatherman say, "cone of probability," bite off the end of the cone and down the shot. If you hear Jim Cantore say it, drink two shots consecutively. (they should change this to the "Cantore Zone"... damn him. Have you ever noticed that, despite all the cone of probability talk, if Cantore is parked in front of your house your ass is toast?)
FEEDER BAND
2 oz. Midori
2 oz. rum
1 scoop
vanilla ice cream
After your home loses power, combine Midori and rum in a cocktail glass. Add a scoop of the vanilla ice cream that is melting in your freezer. Stir and drink through a straw.
BEACH EROSION
1 1/2 oz. Goldschläger
1 1/2 oz. apple brandy
1 pack Sugar in the Raw
Combine Goldschläger, apple brandy and sugar in cocktail glass. As you drink, seriously contemplate moving your Yankee ass back to New Jersey where it belongs.
DOWNED POWER LINE
1 1/2 oz. rum
5 oz. Jolt Cola
Combine ingredients in a cocktail glass. Drink while trying to figure out how the heck you're supposed to go two freakin' weeks without television and AC.
FLOOD ZONE
2 oz. Kahlúa
2 oz. Baileys Irish cream
4 oz. rum
Serve in a 6-ounce glass and laugh-cry deliriously as the mess spills all over the countertop.
COLD SHOWER
2 oz. Blue Aftershock
4 oz. Sprite
Combine in a cocktail glass with crushed ice you received after waiting in line for three hours at a mall parking lot. Take a deep breath, sip and scream like a little girl when the cold beverage hits your tongue. Repeat.
THE CHAIN SAW
1 oz. Goldschläger
1 oz. Rumplemintz
3 oz. Jim Beam
Splash of vermouth
Combine Goldschläger, Rumplemintz and Jim Beam in an empty soup can. Add splash of vermouth. Drink. Remove chain saw from garage and attempt to cut up fallen tree limbs in yard. Ask neighbor to drive you to hospital when it all goes horribly wrong.
Funny how those thoughts come from a Northerner who has never lived through a hurricane. Those weather people must poison the whole US, not just us down here!
Previous experience has taught us if you have enough beer, you don't need water. This one might stink though if it does hit and cause damage cause it is 90+ degrees out, Wilma was much cooler, only in the 80's.
actually, I cut and pasted them from another website, so I can't claim responsibility.
Those are some excellent drink recommendations, Froyd. Make sure Erin and Ryan are stocked up on those supplies. If we lose power again, guess whose house guests we'll be! :)
P.S. Scooter likes his bacon cooked extra crispy in the morning, so I hope you have some on hand!
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