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The difference between the Modern Drunkard and the run-of the mill drunkard or"alcoholic" is our control of the alcohol. In the hands of the weak, alcohol becomes a dangerous and seductive djinn, promising greate things but slowly taking control of your will and your soul. In the hands of the Modern Drunkard, alcohol is a tool, as simple as a wheel or a fulcrum and as powerful as a cyclotron or a library.



Johnny McAdoo wrote:Is the definition of bender becoming too narrow? I'm on a 2 week vacation/bender alone in the mountains and I've drank around 20 drinks (cheap beer and decent liquor, glenlivet and the goose) each evening into the night for 8 days now. A few bar drinks mixed in, but the distant/dui factor keeps me away in a sort of a fateful way. I get up, load up on water, load up on coffee, sometimes attempt to workout (detox sweats), eat and then buy booze and start drinking again by 4-5pm. It takes me a couple hours to clean up and get going in the a.m., and I feel incredibly exhausted, mental laziness is starting to creep in (which is against my quite distressing and against my philosophy) and I am having awful excretory issues, but today and one more day should cover my fill to go back to some intense productivity and prepare for another. But that is my issue, my flawed mantra is that I live by a balance of excesses.




bluebottle wrote:Johnny McAdoo wrote:Is the definition of bender becoming too narrow? I'm on a 2 week vacation/bender alone in the mountains and I've drank around 20 drinks (cheap beer and decent liquor, glenlivet and the goose) each evening into the night for 8 days now. A few bar drinks mixed in, but the distant/dui factor keeps me away in a sort of a fateful way. I get up, load up on water, load up on coffee, sometimes attempt to workout (detox sweats), eat and then buy booze and start drinking again by 4-5pm. It takes me a couple hours to clean up and get going in the a.m., and I feel incredibly exhausted, mental laziness is starting to creep in (which is against my quite distressing and against my philosophy) and I am having awful excretory issues, but today and one more day should cover my fill to go back to some intense productivity and prepare for another. But that is my issue, my flawed mantra is that I live by a balance of excesses.
i think there mjst be bourbon in the coffee, in the morning. also, drink all unfinshed beers too. strain the ashes. then go work out. i'll stick with my thought on keeping it going - first thing is to dive right back in with the beer or mixer with coffee. good luck in the mountains. i go there alot, most of my weight is from plastic bottles of beam and also wine sacks. keep pouring all day ithink. no breaks.



The Drunken Songstress wrote:I agree with those that say it doesn't have to be for a whole week, but if its just waking up one morning and picking up from the night before thats more of a mini bender in my book. To me you'd have to get drunk in the morning, continue through the night till you pass out, wake up repeat, wake up repeat. Once you hit that third day and are still going, it officially becomes a bender. Also, you have to black out at least once a day 'cause anyone can slowly sip on a couple of drinks for a week straight.
A bender should be a grand adventure that no one can tell the tale of because they can't remember it for the life of them. But the drinking god's will know, and one day when we reach that big booze bottle in the sky, perhaps they will tell us.
I got an idea! Why don't we do what the martial arts people do and have some sort of a belt ranking system for the bender? Learning how to become a master drunkard is an art after all!

on my favorite bender, employment was no enemy. i walked into work shitfaced. walked into my foreman's office and informed him i was too drunk to fulfill my duties. i quit. it was fun. it was liberating. and everyone should do it at least once. be careful though, it can be addicting.Oggar wrote:Employment is the natural enemy of a bender. If you want a real one spend those vaciotion days and say "Fuck Hawaii!" It's time to deplete the war chest.


oneroundko wrote:
I had a couple nights where my dad had to come down and shut my Pink Floyd off because I had Division Bell on repeat too loud. I didn't even remember the next day that he told me.
It got bad though when I left a pizza in the oven and I almost burnt the house down--prior to which I was leaving burners on on the stove and I wasn't even aware of it. Now those are genuine bender issues there indeed.


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