Significant Alcohol

First off, and completely unrelated to this post... Thanks to those who have checked out the new blogging grounds. I'm still having issues with the blogroll, leading me to believe that perhaps I need to write a plugin myself to make it act the way I want it to!

CONGRATS TO GERLI! Who was the first non-Viagra peddling person to comment on the new blog. E! you win the prize, which at this point is simply an "I owe you one!".

And with that, back to the topic at hand...

My body metabolizes certain substances really well. If I go to the dentist, I'll usually have them shoot me up with twice as my Lidocaine as people normally use, and even then, I'm usually coming out of it by the end of the procedure, and all the numbness has gone by the time my next appointment has been scheduled and I'm heading out the door to my car. I seem to blow through painkilling medication pretty quickly as well, which makes it perhaps a little unfair that I called Eminem a pussy for getting high of Vicodin...

Anyway with that in mind, I think I could probably be a pretty competitive drinker, although I've never actually tried. Related to that though, is the concern, that if I start drinking, it could get out of control pretty quickly. I have one of those personalities - the go hard or go home ones, hence the reason I was able to get from plump couch potato to IronMan finisher in about 3 years, and am now eagerly searching for my next adrenaline rush - as soon as I complete my 4 year suspension from super long races, at the request of the smokin' hot Mrs. Koda.

Anyway, the aforementioned Mrs Koda has voiced her concerns about me heading down the drinking road as well, and after being subjected to a few minutes of the Bachelorette last night, I can understand her concerns. If I may take a wee detour here...

Mrs Koda does tend to like the cheesy reality shows like The Bachelorette, and generally watches them, while I'm out training. I try not to get on her too much about it, because it's an escape for her, and far be it from me to judge a woman who handles 5 kids while I'm at work... She's nothing short of amazing! But back to cheesy reality shows...

It seems to me that the whole show is either watching a bunch of six pack toting, self absorbed men, drink and gossip like a bunch of old Church ladies, or it's watching them try and weasel their way into the stars pants, but then throw it all away by coming across as whiny little bitches. I could go on, but that's not the point of this post. Anyway, seeing this bunch of attention seeking dicks - and the one guy who just needs to come out already... I definitely wouldn't want the pursuit of the delights of alcohol, turning me into anything like that - although if I could get my six pack back as a result....

Anyway... So I've been thinking about alcohol and that kind of thing lately, and reflecting back about significant moments in my life which involved the substance.

When I was about 9 or 10, my parents took us out to what I recall was a fairly nice restaurant. Shortly after being seated, the waitress brought out 3 small shot glasses of a dark liquid. My parents were each served one, and the remaining one was put in front of me. It turns out it was Sherry, and intended to serve as an Aperitif (Did I get that right) of sorts. It was sent back the next time she came by, but I was pretty impressed at being treated like an adult, especially in front of my 3 or 4 younger siblings!

Fast forward to my late teen years...

As mentioned in my previous post, there were some significant alcohol related experiences in 1994. Specifically, the Bailey's Fudge incident, the Kahlua soaked dessert and then the brain cell shot made of Bailey's and Archers Peach Schnapps. There was also the Brandy Snap incident of December that year, which I haven't really mentioned before, but after standing for my beliefs and refusing to indulge in this party treat, much to the mirth and friendly mental jabs from all my friends, I was to learn a few days later, that aside from the name, it didn't even really have anything to do with alcohol... DOH!!

So if I had to list significant alcoholic beverages in my past, the would be...

Sherry
Bailey's Cream Liquor
Archers Peach Schnapps
Kahlua

I'd like to add one more to that list...

Amarula Cream

It's made from the fruit of the Marula tree in Africa. And since I am African...

Anyway, that about wraps up today's post. I'm not sure what all of this means, but it's been on my mind!

Speaking of the Marula tree...

Have you ever seen the movie... The Gods must be Crazy?

The guys who wrote that, did another movie prior, which I believe was called Beautiful People. Here's my favorite clip from the movie, which combines all the best parts of this post...