Danny Doom’s Booze Cabinet

A sangria, a Stella, a Trumer Pils and a…mystery draft. I was drinking the Trumer. Dunlays on the Square, summertime good times, all the time!

What else could we do? A weekend in Denver and two Cubs games that defined their entire history, plus a whirlwind of biking, music and science.

Beautiful Coors Field, home of the Rockies, where 17 years of history has been piling up (actually 15 at Coors, 2 at Mile High). Included in that history is, of course, a World Series appearance in 2007 (they lost).

And now…more history. Yes, we were there. What a debacle, almost comical. Shattered records and pure incompetence. But Saturday’s game was worse, if you can imagine. When Derrek Lee tied the game up with a dinger in the 8th we thought redemption was at hand but of course it wasn’t as the Rockies won it with a walk-off homer in the 9th, sending half the stadium into a frenzy (the place was filled with Cubs fans). We were in right field for this game and full of hope when that ball sailed right over our heads.

So here we have a microcosm of  Cubdom: one utter shellacking and another heartbreaking soul-crusher. They followed it up with another near-miss Sunday, but we were long gone by then. As a nice bookend to it all, last night the Cubs suffered an 18-1 dismantling at home against the Brewers. Ah, football, save me now.

The rest of the weekend looked like this… The moon guided us to the Ghetto Shack food stand, where the cheeseburgers calmed our boozy stomachs.

Downtown Denver in all its glory.

And what’s a weekend of drinking and revelry without some science? Here we have two cans of Old Style, one Krausened and one not. Naturally, we conducted a taste test and concluded that 3 out of 4 participants prefer their Old Style Krausened. Um, like we didn’t know that.

Here’s old Reverend Deadeye doing his thing. I can’t remember the name of this bar…Paris-something? Anyway, the Rev belted out his sermons with conviction and healed our wounds. It all happened so fast, we were in and out in a blur, thanks again, D-town, for a good time as always.

Hello, old Booze Cabinet, how are you? Yep, I figured as much. Well you know how it gets around here in summer. Yeah. So anyway, here’s what I’ve seen lately:

Sunset in the Smokies

Treehouse at Buffestalo

Elvis’ car in Pigeon Forge, TN

Chicago from above

And more bridges crossed, this one near Louisville, I believe. More to come…

And still, hockey. Hopefully the Hawks can end this thing by Sunday night, eh? It’s aboot time. Lord Stanley awaits!

Yes, I know, it’s a terrible cellphone picture. But it’s all I have right now. Me, a Tecate and my Blackhawks t-shirt. These Hawks are up and down, they better get it together for the next series!

Just realized the last two booze pix I posted were a Corona and a margarita. In the fridge we’ve got Tecate and Pacifico. My new fave team in the NBA are Los Suns de Phoenix. Cheech and Chong still make me laugh. Today I will do what’s right and apply for dual citizenship. I am a Mexican-American!

Oh, so delish!

Great comment from “Addiction Guy” in my spam folder: “This is a worth while article, thanks for sharing. Alcoholism is not an issue that is going away anytime in the near future.” Another one from Casey Valderrama (not that 70′s guy?): “I’ve really got to get my medication sorted out…”

I went to Diversey Rock n’ Bowl last week and found that my wrist hurt from playing Wii bowling. Also, I’m a lot better at Wii than in real life. Oh well, this is a $6 mug of Amstel Light. Why? I don’t know why.

I was gonna say this is a glass of Three Buck Chuck but then realized it was actually some fancier kind of wine, the name of which I can’t recall. I’m so used to drinking the cheap stuff… Well, a little red goes a long way, cheers!

Here’s Izzy and I enjoying a fine beverage, the label-less bottle of Grolsch. Damn good beer!

Interesting about Obama’s physical. Dude weighs 179 pounds! That’s pretty thin. I mean, I’m a lot shorter than him and I probably weigh within 30 or so pounds of him. Maybe a little less, I haven’t weighed myself in a long time but I’m gonna guess 145 (I’m on a Wii fitness program, but that’s another story).

And so he has 20/20 vision. It feels like no one has 20/20 vision but maybe that’s just because I’ve had glasses/contacts since the early days of yore. I wonder if Michelle does too. Those 20/20 people need to stick together and perfect our diminishing human eyesight race or we’ll all be blind in a few thousand years. Wait, am I advocating eugenics?!? Ah, we kid, we kid here at the Booze Cabinet…

Still smoking too, I see. Hmm. I really went off the rails on smoking. I was never a smoker but since I spent most of my life in bars with smoke it was no big deal to me. Until now. Since the no smoking laws I have found that smoke really bugs the shit out of me and makes me feel bad. And after experiencing a recent night of being surrounded by a gang of smokers I can’t believe that I put up with the smell on my clothes for all those years. Wow, it makes me want to puke just thinking about it.

The doctors also recommended “moderation of alcohol intake”. What does that mean? This is the best part of the story and that’s all they say about it. Is Obama a boozer? Sounds like the man is throwing them back big-time. Big-time! This is what I like to hear! Ah, I really have to work on my drinking…

The truth is I have barely drank at all this month and it is really hurting my Friday booze pictures. This year, really. I’m like, sober most of the time. And this, the most depressing month of all. Well, I’ll see what I can do about this little problem but I can’t guarantee anything.

Back in the High Life, that is. Taken at Mike n’ Molly’s, Champaign, IL.