In what was undoubtedly a huge relief for the makers of Jack Daniels, Keith Richards told Rolling Stone magazine that the rumors regarding his recent breakup with booze are false…:
The rumors of my sobriety are greatly exaggerated. And we’ll leave it at that.
I don’t know about you but, I’m pretty sure booze is what’s keeping Keef so well preserved. If Keef gave up the hooch, he would completely disintegrate. And he knows it. Good call Keef. Lucky for you, Jack is always there take you back…
Just one of these porky suckers packs two cups worth of caffeine. Made by San Francisco’s Lollyphile, the company uses only organic, sustainably farmed bacon and Vermont maple syrup to create their new bacon lollipop.
Lolliphile also makes a slew of different boozy lollies in flavors like Bourbon, Absinthe, Irish Cream and, a flavor the for the Dude inside all of us, White Russain.
The March issue of Men’s Health Magazine contains a list of the most drunk cities in the US. Seattle was given a C+ for our current level of intoxication. For SHAME! Although we did one-up Spokane(C) and flat out beat Portland (D+), there is clearly room for improvement my fellow Emerald City boozehounds.
The biggest shocker on the list was that Boston received the dubious honor of being the “least drunk city”. SACRILEG! Although Boston’s sober status kind of makes sense since I don’t live there anymore.
The study based their findings on uplifting data such as death rates from alcoholic liver disease, booze-induced accidents involving motor vehicles, hospitalizations due to binge-drinking, and DUI arrests.
To see where your city ended up on the list, click here.
How Mickey managed to match his gold cowboy pimp chains to his hat is a mystery to me. With that said, I’d still hit it with a riding crop. And blindfolds. Anyway, here’s Mickey Rourke giving the paps the 2 am “what’s your number ’cause I lost mine” side-eye at the Golden Globes last weekend.
Keith Richards hasn’t touched a drop of alcohol for over four months, according to a source close to the 67 year old Rolling Stone. Recently Courtney Love said she wanted to compare her liver to Richards as they live “similar lifestyles”. And while that request would be enough for anyone but me to stop boozing, apparently it was band mate Ron Wood’s downwards trip down the hooch-hall-of-shame that caused Keef to stop calling his best friend, Jack Daniels.
More plus photos of Ronnie “I swear I don’t drink anymore” Wood leaving two different bars in London last weekend via Holy Moly.
Absolut studded pint case. Fits any 375 ml bottle of Absolut. Found in Paris during NYE 2009. Lucky me.
You are looking at a my new favorite object, a black studded case that is suitable to carry any 375ml bottle of Absolut in style. I truly have the best friends in the world.
Thanks to AFJ and JB for this well traveled, very metal hooch holder. I will treasure it almost more than the party liquids it will carry.
Courtney Love and “Hole” rehearsing “Honey”. From the forthcoming record, Nobody’s Daughter due out this year.
If you close your eyes and listen to this video of Courtney Love running through 30 seconds of the new Hole song “Honey”, you can almost hear Patti Smith. If she had just polished off a pack of Marlboro red boxes and and a bottle of Jack. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Although it might be. True story.
Just a note to let you all know posts will be slowing down today through the weekend in honor of Santa’s birthday on December 25th. If you don’t celebrate Santa’s birthday, I hope whatever Holiday deity you do worship provides you with a few days off, a full bottle of hooch (in a fancy glass bottle) and someone you don’t want to punch in the face after a few shots to share it with.
Steven Tyler issued a statement today saying that he will be heading to rehab to kick his dependence on pain killers. For once, I’m not going to make any crass jokes because while this news comes as relief for Tyler, his family and his fans, it’s also pretty sad. Says Tyler:
With the help of my family and team of medical professionals, I am taking responsibility for the management of my pain and am eager to be back on the stage. I love Aerosmith; I love performing as the lead singer in Aerosmith. I am grateful for all of the support and love I am receiving and am committed to getting things taken care of.
Despite Tyler and Aerosmith’s historical fucked-up-ness, it’s worth wondering aloud if Tyler would have found himself in this position again if he hadn’t injured himself so severely this past summer. At any rate, I just want my Motherfucking Rainbow healthy, clean and back where he belongs. Fronting Aerosmith.
If you read this blog on a regular basis, you know I love my booze. However, if Mick Jagger told me I couldn’t play guitar for The Rolling Stones unless I peel my pie-hole off the nectar of the Gods, I’d never pick up a guitar bottle again. Lucky for me, my name isn’t Ron Wood.
Anyway, the latest 70’s Rock Band drama is that The Rolling Stones may tour in 2010 without 62 year old guitarist Ron Wood, unless he stops boozing and beating up Russian prostitutes. Ron Wood has been a Stone since 1975 and has been acting like the next celluloid victim of Dr. Drew Pinsky after he dumped his wife last year. The divorce will end up costing Wood over $17 million.
Cherrybomb is a girl and, I’m strictly (Hello, Sailor!) dickly. With that said (and despite the fact that I’m no expert on the subject), I’m completely sure there ain’t no such thing as pussy worth sticking that costs $17,000,000. True story.
After a routine traffic stop in Palmview ,Texas, a 22 years old suspect was arrested for felony possession of black tar heroin, cocaine, marijuana and Ecstasy bearing the image of President Barack Obama.
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If boozing was an olympic event, we would be on a box of Wheaties. If this all sounds familiar to you (and your mother), welcome home.
