Man Rams Playboy Gates
A Ventura County man was arrested last week after ramming his car into the gates of the Playboy Mansion in Beverly Hills. After his release, he went back and did it again–but escaped before police could arrive. No word on whether Hugh Hefner and his girlfriends were home at the time. Detectives believe the incident was related to an ongoing dispute–no word on whether it was related to the man’s failure to secure an invite to a party, or perhaps their continuing futile efforts to help keep Pamela Anderson’s career relevant.
Perhaps the funniest part of the story? In Hollywood, even the police get celebrity spokespeople:
“Jason Lee, a police spokesman, said no one was injured in either incident.”
Nice to know he’s already got a side gig lined up for when Earl goes off the air.
Vodka, Rum & Softball
Participated in a softball tournament this past weekend, which meant it was the perfect chance to break out some of the special booze we’ve recently received.
About a month ago, we had said we were going to be taking some vodka along on the annual Canadian fishing trip–well, having seen border crossings go wrong in previous years, and knowing we would spend all day-every day in a boat, we decided not to try bringing it across the border, and save it for another occasion.
And, given the 9am start time for the tournament, we figured there was no better time to break out the tomato flavored and triple shot espresso vodka. For an afternoon snack, we brought the root beer flavored vodka, and the most recent addition to our growing liquor cabinet, the Ron Matusalem Gran Reserva Rum.
Moving to Paraguay
Here at Manlyweb, we’re on top of the important Olympics stories–like this one, which discovered the identity of the woman in the picture to the right, who was spotted during the opening ceremonies.
Her name is Leryn Franco, and she’s javelin…tosser(?) for the Paraguayan team. At 26, she’s making her second Olympics appearance, after finishing in 42nd place in 2004 at Athens.
She also was runner-up in the 2006 Ms. Paraguay competition–which begs the questions ‘What did Ms. Paraguay look like?’ and ‘How much is a plane ticket to Paraguay?’
But I Haven’t Even Started Yet!
OK, shocking admission time–I’m 30 years old, and I’ve never played beer pong. Partly because it wasn’t a huge fad yet when I was in college, and partly because I’ve never really needed an excuse to drink.
But, I have to admit, the thought of attending the 2009 World Series of Beer Pong did cross my mind–and likely wanting to join a pro circuit shortly thereafter.
But now, before I can even get my new career started, apparently some cities (and moreso colleges) are trying to hold me back, by outlawing beer pong. And other drinking games. The theory? It will help curb binge drinking. In reality? Not so likley.
Holy S**t–He Beat My GPA
We’ll ignore for the moment the fact that all t-shirts like this one are comparing a scale that usually goes to 4.0 and a scale on which 0.5 technically means you’re dead–at least in the state of Rhode Island, where a man was arrested early Tuesday with a measured blood alcohol reading of .491. That’s over six times the legal limit in every state in the Union.
Even more impressive, he wasn’t even unconscious. After crashing into a highway sign, he had trouble getting out of the car, and then grabbed it and refused to move. Despite being significantly closer to the level classified as “fatal” than the level classified as “comatose.”
Obviously we don’t condone drinking to the level of a 0.491 BAC–hell, we don’t even encourage drinking to a 0.2 (any more). And we never condone driving after you’ve been drinking. But it still is pretty damn amazing.
July 4th Taste Testing
So, over this weekend, we’ve finally had a chance to break out a couple things that we’ve been saving for a rainy day.
First, we finally cracked into the bottle of 1800 Select Silver Tequila we got a while back. Haven’t been big into tequila since a particularly fun night (but not so fun next morning) in college, but if you follow the site, you know we’re not one to turn down an offer of free booze for a trial. And, not too long ago, I happened to have my first shot of tequila since that fateful night–and funny thing, when it’s not cheap tequila, it can be quite good. So we’ve actually been looking forward to cracking the Select Silver.
Since we’ve developed bit of a taste for straight booze over the last couple years, we figured we’d start with some shots straight out of the freezer, rather than just go the plain old margarita route–and while the first shot was awfully damn smooth, we quickly changed our minds, as we realized that doing 2 or 3 more of those would lead us down the same path as in college–but likely with a 3-4 day recovery time, now that we’re not in our 20’s any more.
Fortunately, it wasn’t a completely unexpected switch, so we had some mix on hand, and quickly threw together a nice strong batch of margeritas, and everyone pretty much agreed–best margeritas we’ve ever made.
Second, since the 4th of July just ain’t right without some grilling, we were finally able to properly try out something we wrote about this past winter, but were too cheap to pay for shipping on: Bacon Salt.
We’ve been keeping track of the Bacon Salt Blog since we found out about Bacon Salt, and finally our local grocery store started selling it, so we grabbed the two flavors they had on hand–peppered and hickory (still hoping to see some original one of these times back to the store). And while we’d played around with it before the weekend of the 4th, this was the first chance we had to properly try it out on the grill.
And I gotta say, we were impressed–I’ve had to cut back on bacon while I try to get back to the “rock hard abs” from my profile pic <cough>–so it was nice to add a little bacon flavor to the chicken on the grill. And the hamburgers. And brats. And potatoes. And…well, pretty much everything you can imagine (not all one meal, mind you–the grill pretty much runs 24/7 around here when the weather is nice and we’re home for a long weekend). In fact, the only thing I couldn’t bring myself to use the bacon salt for was the margeritas–although it was tempting.
Next up: the annual fishing trip to Canada. This year with some new vodka to try out…