Yesterday, I heard on the news that the U.S. Food and Drug Administration decided that meat and milk from cloned animals is safe for human consumption.  Furthermore the producers may not even have to label it as being from cloned animals (although that decision is not yet final).  Now I’m not really sure how such food would be for a person.  One comment I heard was that it would be un-natural.  However, I think that if you’ve ever eaten any food from MacDunal’s Restaurant it was almost certainly un-natural.  After hearing this story I did a little research.  I discovered that there are some brands of beer that are made with cloned ingredients.  Hops, barley, wheat, malt and even cloned water.  That last one really blew my mind.  I didn’t even know you could clone water.  I’m no chemist so I don’t fully understand the process, but apparently if you take two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom and run an electric charge through them they combine and make cloned water.  I want you to know that Blue Beaver Beer is made with 100% natural, non-cloned, ingredients.  The water is especially natural being run-off from the Horseguard Glacier, right out of the mighty Horseguard River.  And to date, there have been no wild Blue Beaver’s cloned either.  So, if you want to eat cloned food and drink cloned beer and buy cloned CD’s and DVD’s, I guess that’s your choice.  But if you want an all natural beer that tastes like the nectar of the God’s, then just do what I do whenever I’m feeling blue; grab a Beaver.

If you really wanted to try cloning Blue Beaver Beer, get a bunch of personalized beer labels and put them on other brands. Then they will look like a Blue Beaver. Unfortunately, they’ll probably still taste like crap. That’s because cloning isn’t an exact science.

The end of another year. My wife and I have a big local dance to go to, and it is always a blast.

There will be a lot of drinking and carrying on, loud music, dancing and generally way too much fun being had. Some years the community gets a live band, others a DJ. Hopefully, no-one will drink and drive.

Chances are, I am going to have a few too many Blue Beaver Beers and find myself enebriated, which is a reasonably rare occurance no matter what Ernie says about me. I usually enjoy my beer too much to guzzle it, and only a few nights of the year will see me up past midnight anymore.

I might end up with a hangover.  Darcy at The Art of Drink has some ideas which might help you out with your hangover. I have a couple of thoughts on the subject myself.

First, hangovers are supposedly partially caused by dehydration. How do you cure dehydration? Drink a lot of water. And this is what I do right before bed, after drinking too much. I drink all the water I can hold.

Second, staying up too late by itself can make me feel hung over. Instead of staying up till 6:00 AM, try to cut it short at 4:00 and give your body a fighting chance to recover from the poisoning.

Third, try not to smoke five packs of smokes. Especially around me, as I don’t smoke. I used to, and I remember that horrible feeling of having inhaled a forest fire the night before. Now, being around the second hand stuff plugs my sinuses up so bad the next day I feel like I can’t make it through the day.

So have fun. But don’t have too much fun, because it will backfire on you and you will have a day ( or more!) of absolutely no fun. These kinds of days are usually  filled with thoughts like "I wish I could die" and "I will never do that again!"

Well, I trust everyone made it through that whole Christmas thing.  I managed to come out relatively unscathed, thanks in no small part to some divine Blue Beaver intervention.  Now, of course I have to prepare for New Year’s Eve.  So far I’ve been getting in shape by drinking at least twice as much beer as I normally would.  In addition I’ve been eating a lot of potato chips and pretzels.  And every night, just before Midnight, I do the big countdown; then I blow on one of those noisemaker things and start singing that "Old Lame Sign" song.  Then I run to bathroom and "make a call on the porcelain phone".  Then I can go and drink some more.  If I keep this up I should be in excellent condition for the 31st.

Yesterday, I went skiing for the first time in 20 years. It went pretty well, other than the falling down and the pain. It feels like everone is an expert skier except me. Even my children can go full tilt down a hill that looks like a deathtrap to me.

When I went last time, I learned how to ski and spent 3 days hurting myself. The beer afterwards made all the pain receed, and I found that the same cure worked this time as well.704804_1482416 4283842_150x150_front

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Last night an enebriated Saint Nick got behind the wheel of a loaded freight sleigh and ran down an innocent old lady out for a walk.  She was discovered in the early morning covered with reindeer hoofprints and sleightracks. The family of the woman are devastated and refused to be interviewed at this time. Authorities are currently on the lookout for the suspect, but he has not yet returned to the north pole.

It seems that this year everyone left Santa out a bottle or can of beer and some hot wings instead of the traditional milk and cookies. One beer would be bad enough, but imagine hundreds of houses. The milk and cookies only made Santa jolly and fat. The beer would still gave him a belly, but even Santa shouldn’t drink and drive.

I was out and about today, taking care of business, and I heard that classic song, "The Twelve Days of Christmas".  I was reminded of Bob and Doug McKenzie’s version, which is without a doubt the best cover of it ever made.  When the song first starts out they sing, "On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a beer."  Provided it’s a Blue Beaver Beer, what more could anyone possibly ask for (well maybe a two-four).  This in turn reminded me of one of my favourite holiday traditions; the 24 beers of Christmas.  I like to start at about 6 p.m. on Christmas Eve and I drink one Blue Beaver per hour every hour for twenty four straight hours.  You should keep one extra one in the fridge so that you can offer it to Santa when he slides down your chimney and the two of you can drink a toast to the holiday season.  At 6 p.m. Christmas Day I have supper with the family.  After supper there is a special drink that I like to indulge in; you mix a half cup of heated egg nog, a half cup of hot coffee and two or three shots of spiced rum.  A couple of these and I’m ready for bed (I’ve drank so much coffee over the years that I’m immune to the effects of caffeine, but for anyone with a lower tolerance you might wish to opt for decaf).  Then I crawl leap out of bed at the crack of noon on Boxing Day and make certain that whatever I do I don’t have to leave the house and face the hordes of fools shoppers out there in the city.

Ever been to Moronland? I was there earlier today, and let me tell you, there was some interesting stuff there. If I wasn’t trapped on this dialup access, I could probably tell you more, but slow is as slow does.

So here we are, a few days before Christmas. A lot of us will now spend some quality time with some relations we don’t see often during the year. If you like them, it’s all good. But what if you don’t enjoy their company? here are a couple holiday tips for escaping the prison of family togetherness.
If you are over at their house, at least you can try to leave early. Arrange for a friend to phone and let you know that his hamster died, or that his 14th level fighter Character Fengus the foolish is getting married and the whole party has to be there for one final adventure. Don’t forget to pack your +1 sword.
If that doesn’t work, try drinking all of their Blue Beaver Beer. They might ask you to leave! If they just buy you more beer, maybe you have misjudged them…
If the relatives are at your house, it’s a little harder. Now they decide when they are leaving. This is where one of the strategies overlaps. It might work in this case to drink all the beer and not restock. They would be forced to retreat to their own supply.
Also, even if it doesn’t work, at least you will be pursuing activities that you enjoy. Just remember, if you drink so much that you throw up on your children on Christmas eve they will probably hate you for a long time, so don’t take this too far.
Well, have a good time out there,and if you are feeling blue, grab a Beaver.