You can rile

an awful lot of the people an awful lot of the time.

Another round

please. For the koalas. 

The doghouse

awaits.

I was joking

about his sobriety, but this would be fascinating if the answer weren't obvious: Non-Republicans are always held to different standards. We never got to see who blew his dad, but today everyone's having a good laugh at Monica. Pisco sours all around. 

Imagine one day

lighting up a joint at Starbucks. Would it make Tijuana any less bloody? 

Vicarious

travel & drinkin'. 

For once

the finger isn't pointing at us. Alcopops? Very American to sue the supermarket, though. 

Sazeracs

here he comes. 

If only they could

get this in large type on a tiny card, viewable in the dark. The only thing missing is "lying to start an illegal war." 

(Filched from the unbaked Haitian supper)

File under

No shit, Sherlock. Every time I saw a photo of a slobbering Chimp at the Olympics I wondered how those poor forgotten troops felt, risking their lives for what? 

(Gleaned from the Ultimate Food Gleaner) 

The whole world

noticed he was hammered. The Brits are too hip. 

And coming

Too bad Panchito did not frame it as succinctly: From a souse to the White House. 

The hits

keep coming. 

Imagine

if they did follow up on anything besides sex.

Imagine

if Panchito had communicated even the slightest intimation that the guy was a sociopath one drink away from disaster.

Maybe he knew

he could not outwrite the Amises when it came to hangovers. 

M. Night,

eat your heart out. (So to speak.) A happening in a milk bar is real entertainment, especially for someone in major procrastination mode.

(Filched from metafilter)

Cliffsnotes 2.0

As I was saying . . .

And I am so glad I sprang for the best of the lot on Alibris a couple of years ago. That wonderful old saying, "Drinks at 5, dinner at 6 and to be immortal you have to be dead," really rings true for Dad O'Martin, whose spawn became the second-best chronicler of the hangover. Dominique is right, though: Hitchens almost redeems the new book -- and himself -- with his "booze as muse" intro, no cutting and pasting required.