Vespers and Apple-tinnis (Nov 26, 2006)

Hi everyone!!! How was your weekend? Mine was very very good. My boys came back to town for a bit and I was happy. Dan and Jason came to my apt at some "morning-ish" time and said that what was going on was that we were going to see Casino Royale. Get up, get ready, go. So I did. I gave my boys some hot pockets and took my shower and got all purdied up. Then we went to see the movie. It was pretty good, for a Bond flick. I liked the into the best, I think. It was a fun kinda trippy. Bond himself, I didn't so much care for. When I think of Bond, I think of a dashing fellow who can make all the girls swoon with barely a glance. This dude did an ok job as Bond, but he wasn'y very pretty. :( Also, according to sources, he did a damn good job as Bond, as far as acting goes. "Obviously, he went to the Sean Connery school of Bond." Whatever. Wouldn't know. From there, we went to Keri's house to say hi. Her was sleepin'. She has got the TEENIEST little poofy kitten. Looks part siamese. His name's Kirby. Hes sooooo sweet! I'll post pictures later today... And then we went out to Ric's, because we were bound to end up there anyway, right? Of course. So. Bond makes a drink in the movie, like just off the top of his head, rambles off some shit and *BAM* there's a drink. Well, he decides he likes this drink and that he needs to name it and he ends up calling it a Vesper. For some reason, this strikes a chord in mine companions, and they want one, too. So we are at Ric's, and while its my favorite bar, its also quite redneckish. They arent going to have this shit!! But we get ahold of Dan's brother and have him look up vesper on the net and get the ingrediants for us.

The recipe for Bond's "Vesper" martinis is - three measures of gin, one of vodka and half of Kina Lillet, now named Lillet Blanc.

The ingredients are mixed then strained and served "straight up" (without ice) in a chilled cocktail glass, and garnished with either an olive or a twist of lemon (a strip of the peel, usually squeezed or twisted to express volatile citric oils onto the surface of the drink).

I'll just go ahead and start off by saying that Ric's, classy joint though it may be, IS NOT going to have Lillet Blanc. EVER. So, our next order of business is to call our favorite bartender, Mr. Rick Scalf. I think the question was, "Ok, here's what we need. What can be substituted?" He got back to us on that one, and so we proceeded in the general direction of making a "Ghetto Vesper." I had one, Jason had one, and Daniel had one. They were very delicious. If you like drinking everclear straight out of the bottle and chasing it with paint thinner.   Ew. So, if I'm correct, And I think I am, from then on, I was basically drunk, and I drank a shit-load of apple-tinni's. Jason and Dan had quite a few of them as well. And Jason did several Jager shots and Jager bombs, and Dan Sat about drinking scotch. Cowboy came out for a bit. And so did Mr Kenneth Rigouski, who I had not seen in AGES! He brought his girlfrien, Lee, who seems really nice. We all sat around bullshitting and whatever for a while. Eventually, Jason went and got Rick from the Buzz. Ken left. Then they sat around talking about James Bond. Its a good thing I was drunk, or I'd have been BORED AS SHIT!!! 

Then we had to go, becuase it was 3. See, I hadn't previously mentioned this, but Dan's truck, its a 2 seater. There are 3 of us. 4 if you think that now, Rick's there, too.  I think they almost put him in the back of the truck, but ended up not. I kinda felt poopy about that bit (leaving him out there on 46 without a ride), but... again..... drunk. So, I, of course, am sitting bitch, which was, well, a bitch. We get to my place and pile out of the car. I unlock the door, and the first person in was Dan. Followed by Bpp, and then me. By the time I even got to the living room, Dan was face first into my damn bed! I looked around me a bit and noticed the cat diciplinary squirt bottle. So I did was anyone would do at that point. I squirted him in the face like, oh, 7 times, before I think he really realized what was going on. He kinda sat up and made some grumbly like noises and flopped back down. But when he did, he lay down on his back. So I took it upon myself to soak the front of his pants. After a few seconds, he figured that one out, too, and jumped up to kill me. I shrieked and ran to hide in the bathroom. So, he rammed the door open. There was a brief struggle, I 'm  told, and he proceeded to toss me into the bathtub and turn the shower on me. I did my screaming and flailing thing that I do and he took off. I eventually extricated myself from the shower curtain and got out of there. When I walked out of the bathroom, Dan was standing in the middle of the room, gloating. He was then a victim of the "flying body tackle." I was soaking wet at this point and I was going to make sure he was too. It was like a cartoon from then on out. I tackled him and we rolled a few times and whapped against the dresser, and I tried to put him in a head-lock, and he flipped me over his back and put me in a choke hold and I bucked him off me and took off to go hide in the bathroom again, and realized that was a bad idea and so stopped right in frint of the kitchen door. I turn around and Dan is barreling at me, basically head first. So.... I stepped to the side. That sent him face first into the door, where he kinda crumpled. Unfortunately for MY laughing self, he was up again in a flash and tackled me. We bashed into the stove and the walls and everything else on the way. The cat dish took a good beating.... I know this because there was cat food and water ALL OVER the kitchen. Hahahaha. Anyway, the final result was me, pinned face down on the living room floor, and him , pinning me and trying to tickle the crap out of me, which as Jason helpfully pointed out, is a reaction that I can turn on or off. (Which is true. I'm -for the most part- only going to let myself be tickled by you if I'm flirting with you.)

So, Dan flopps over off to the side of the room and concentrates really REALLY hard on convincing the room to quit spinning,  and Jason and myself settle in for a few rounds of.... THE GAME. I'd been talking mad shit. He beat me more often than not. I need more practice. But I think I held my own fairly well, you know, since it IS Jason.... Ah, anyway, the final score was 4 -6, his lead. Which really isn't too shabby. I think had Keri been there, we coulda taken him. So ha! Um, lessee.... then I put "Thank you for Smoking" in and we all fell asleep. I awoke in the morning to Dan's phone and Jason snoring. Dan went away, and as I was mostly asleep, I wasn't sure where he went, but Jason was snoring and it was driving me up the damn wall and I'm afraid I was forced to poke him in the forehead with my foot. He DID quit snoring.... and I went back to sleep.

~DAY 2~

I woke up some time later and Daniel was still gone... this confused me some, since about half his shit was still all over the floor... so I stumble out to the parking lot and he is just getting back and he has..... DQ! That sweetie brought me and Jason bizzards and coffee! Aw!!! So we sat around and ate that and as Dan got all spiffed up, Jason and I watched his army DVD, which was really awesome. (AND it was set to GnR music, so... cool!) Then Jason and Dan took off for a bit to go get Jason some clothes and I took my shower and whatever. They got back and it was Jason's turn in the tub. I think that's about the time I started watching the rest of "Thank you for Smoking." I fall asleep or something EVERY time I try to watch it.... So, anyway, we all get ready and then at 5, we head out to Satuma's, which if you don't already know, is a really nice Japanese resturaunt. Well, we sit outside waiting on Danny for a bit, then we all go inside, only to be greeted by none other than Danielle herself. (Touch of back-story for those who weren't all there, Jason and her had a bit of a falling out. Things were you know, BAD. I don't really talk to her anymore because Laura and her had  a big falling out as well, and I'm forced to take Laura's side on this, since I do see Danielle as being completely in the wrong on this one. Making her kind of a skank.  I always kinda liked her, too.....) ANYWAY... We all kinda bumble through THAT ordeal, only to be sat in her section, so we were in that ordeal throughout the meal. Very awkward. VERY. And her fake Japanese accent could REALLY use some work.....

The food was excellent, as usual. I did notice on the menu that they serve ramen there. This tickled me because I can go to wal-mart and get ramen for oh, $0.50? They were charging $9.95 for it, I believe. I'm sure it was worth it, though. I just couldn't bring myself to order ramen at a place like that. So I got the teryaki beef, and oh! it was SOOO good! But my favorite part of the meal was the miso soup. Man, I love that stuff....

AND we are going to another short commercial break and ill be back to finish this in about an hour. Peace, yous!