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i'm plumb wore out from the "shift" at work. every day schlepping books the width of my own head has tuckered me and then some.
come home, have two glasses of absinthe. starting to feel rather floaty...ahhhh....
no, i'm not "doing" a character, i'm serious here.
and thinking about making spaghetti.
and Mr. Hanty.
and Mr. Hanty's two dead children, buried before he could come home from the war. and a military career sorta on the outs with Czar NastyOwlFace (which would later be redeemed when he was awarded the medal of honor in spite of the mess his regiment made at bull run).
an inneresting picture of Mr. Hanty begins to emerge. Mrs. Hanty says: don't take that job! but he's thinking: if i say no, it's one more black mark on my ticket and i'm a young man with a career still ahead and a couple (or five) kids left over to raise. so he takes the job and tries to do it well, tries to please everyone with his choices. now i see what's tugging on him when the Chammy asks to talk to him and he says "not now". truth is, he eventually goes back, takes a statement, and does the honorable thing by bearing that statement to Czar NastyOwlFace even though Czar NastyOwlFace does nothing with it. he's also one of the "onlies" who kept souvenirs when all was said and done. it must have affected him deeply. he doesn't strike me as someone who would keep those sorts of things for vulgar reasons.
sorry, Mr. Hanty, i misjudged you.
he went on to a long and varied career in politics and more (including a run for the presidential nomination which went to hayes instead). i get the sense he did a lot of good for a lot of people but never really found his place. he fought for unions, he fought for black suffrage. he was a good american.
Mr. Hanty has a pretty impressive statue erected in his honor, but sadly, his grave has been trashed, graffitied, and vandalized in recent years. someone even fired a shotgun at the obelisk that the national guard placed there.
man, sometimes this country just sux.
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come home, have two glasses of absinthe. starting to feel rather floaty...ahhhh....
no, i'm not "doing" a character, i'm serious here.
and thinking about making spaghetti.
and Mr. Hanty.
and Mr. Hanty's two dead children, buried before he could come home from the war. and a military career sorta on the outs with Czar NastyOwlFace (which would later be redeemed when he was awarded the medal of honor in spite of the mess his regiment made at bull run).
an inneresting picture of Mr. Hanty begins to emerge. Mrs. Hanty says: don't take that job! but he's thinking: if i say no, it's one more black mark on my ticket and i'm a young man with a career still ahead and a couple (or five) kids left over to raise. so he takes the job and tries to do it well, tries to please everyone with his choices. now i see what's tugging on him when the Chammy asks to talk to him and he says "not now". truth is, he eventually goes back, takes a statement, and does the honorable thing by bearing that statement to Czar NastyOwlFace even though Czar NastyOwlFace does nothing with it. he's also one of the "onlies" who kept souvenirs when all was said and done. it must have affected him deeply. he doesn't strike me as someone who would keep those sorts of things for vulgar reasons.
sorry, Mr. Hanty, i misjudged you.
he went on to a long and varied career in politics and more (including a run for the presidential nomination which went to hayes instead). i get the sense he did a lot of good for a lot of people but never really found his place. he fought for unions, he fought for black suffrage. he was a good american.
Mr. Hanty has a pretty impressive statue erected in his honor, but sadly, his grave has been trashed, graffitied, and vandalized in recent years. someone even fired a shotgun at the obelisk that the national guard placed there.
man, sometimes this country just sux.
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but i'm too impatient to llouche properly, so i guess i'm a fe verte farb.
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while the alcohol content of absinthe is higher than wine, it's comparable to other liqueurs.
it's only "dangerous" if you indulge in cheap, badly distilled knock-off type reductions where impurities can cause bad juju.
otherwise, the amount of poison in absinthe is negligible (i prolly get more from walking around on the pesticide-sprayed lawn).
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1.) crazy to begin with
2.) drinking cheap stuff full of poison impurities.
3.) mixing it with opiates.
absinthe mostly got a bad reputation because of bad knock-offs and loony artists and drug addicts. there's nothing inherently wicked about it anymore so than any other kind of licqeuer.
i will say, however, that it does give you much more of a "stoned" buzz than a "drunk" buzz. it's very mellowing..
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1.) crazy to begin with
Should I mention the obvious here? :-p
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