The Leprechaun of Mobile, Alabama. Yes, really. For Sarah P. who knows that Rírá is real…

Rírá is afoot in Mobile!

via: Dlisted.

Adventure Time! More madness from the every excellent Fred Seibert. For AFJ.

Adventure Time!, a new animated series for kids, will make it’s debut in April. Why should you care? Because Adventure Time! is basically a super-trippy, PG rated version of Super Jail. Yes, really.

So, be sure to clean out your very best Budweiser bong because Adventure Time! premieres on Cartoon Network on April 5th.

Don’t drink too much! You might get silly. For ever clever, LP.

Click here to read the rest of the “advice” from this vintage 1938 newspaper and remember, if you need a brassiere, wear one.

Thanks!: BLORT!

Keith Richards and his traveling companion, Jack.

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…

This is not the first time Keef has wished he was a bottle of booze.

Just a quick reminder that it’s almost Friday…

Maple-Bacon Lollipop by Lolliphile. $10 for four.

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.

More via Lollophile.com.

Eddie is doing his part to help, won’t you?

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.

Who Needs Drugs? Wait, don’t answer that question. Thanks to RDK for thinking of me and for the link.

If you do, just look for this generous ginger dude. He seems to have enough to share.

Mickey Rourke at the 2010 Golden Globes.

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 gives up booze?

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.

Thanks!: Dlisted.

Mark Lanagan driving in Seattle, 1993. Photo by the great Charles Peterson.

Mark Lanegan’s latest collaboration will be with Britt electro trip-hop band, UNKLE for UNKLE’s upcoming fifth studio record, Where Did The Night Fall.

More here.

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.

Rolling Stones vintage drunken jam session.

Gonna’ bring a case of wine and have a real good time, just like we used to…

Source.

Despite popular belief, Tequilabot is a poor choice for a drinking budddy.

Although it pains me to write the following words, after watching this commercial for the Cantina Restarant, I have no other choice. Tequilabot: FAIL!

Thanks!: Dlisted (via Vacant Manifesto & The Nerdist)

Mae West & Cherrybomb wish you a Happy New Year!

I think inside every girl is a girl just like Mae West trying to come out. True story…

Frank, Dean and Ruth Buzzi show us how to do New Year’s Eve right. For LP.

Just watching this clip gave me the bedspins. And I’m not even drunk yet as far as you know.

Like Cherrybomb, Santa knows how to party…!

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.

The Mystery Machine looking for clues somewhere in North Seattle…

I myself am on the looking for Shaggy. That dude owes me money.

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.