Disregard the following, unless you like Tequila, in that case join my community !

While trying to find stuff for an icon I came across two great sites, which should I list as our URL?

Tequila Shots- Regardless of the name they seem to have a handle on good tequilas and drinks.
Tequila: In Search of the Blue Agave- Whoa Informative Informative, though it does take a bit to get to the goodies if your a reading whore like me.

Lemme know what you think, yeah Im a dork but this is my first community and I really like my tequila. ;P

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So this will be my kewl tequila story right now. When I was a wee lad of 20 I went to a local bar which my co-workers frequented. Being underage I was quite hesitant on going to that establishment, but I went because we had a few cute waiters working there. We went and I tasted my first good tequila, good ole Patron Silver. I had been drinking tequila in the past but it was just Cuervo Gold or 1800 on special occasions. I quickly did the shot proffered me and realized I didn't need salt or lime, YUMMY! I turned to a friend to tell them I needed to hit tha head, when a tap on my shoulder turned me the opposite direction. I turned and found our cocktail waitress trying to hand me another shot glass, not wanting to be seen as rude I quickly grabbed it with a smile and asked why I deserved such a shot.

M = ME
CW = Cocktail Waitress

CW: This is from one of your co-workers.
M: Okay thanx *digs out a dollar for a quick tip*
CW: *smiles and saunters off*

Im having a good time with my jack and coke, its the only drink I could order under pressure, when she tapped me again.

CW: *hands me another shot of Patron* This is from another co-worker, is your bday or something? *smiles dazzlingly*
M: Well, yeah I guess *shrugs* More of a late celebration.
CW: All right *smiles and saunters off again*

I was back into my pool game when she taps me again.

CW: *hands me another shot* You're co-workers must love you!
M: Yeah Im thinking the same thing *turns to all my co-workers gathered* Thanx guys!
CW: All right now this shot *hands me another darker shot* is from me.
M: KEWL! *does shot*cough*sputter*
CW: Good? *smiles*
M: Very, what was that?
CW: Patron Anejo.
M: Ohhhhhh yummy *feeling a bit fuzzy at this moment*
CW: *hands me a napkin* Call sometime tiger. *saunters off again*

WOW! All I could think was Im drunk, I got hit on by the cocktail waitress and that tequila was bitchin! So she leaves at the end of her shift and I keep drinking with my friends. We head across the street to one of my friend's apartments when I gather up the courage to call this girl. She answers and we chit chat for a bit before Kevin, the owner of the apartment, shouts I will be over with some liquor real soon. My co-workers pool their money and run to the store to get a bottle of Patron and Cuervo. Im stunned as they hand the bottles to me and push me out the door, it turned out the waitress lived in the same complex. The rest of the night is hazy, all I know and remember is waking up at like 9AM in the middle of her living room floor with her snuggled up to me and scantily clad women surrounding me. All bottles of liquor in viewing distance were empty. I woke up later to her roommate watching a movie and making plans on buying more liquor for the nights festivities. I tried to bow out but she wouldn't allow it and I partied again with my friend Patron.

How's that for a good liquor story? The ending is kind of anti-climatic we dated a bit and then went our separate ways, but man what a way to meet someone, ja?

All right we need a good icon, Im gonna take some pics of tequila bottles and such, but if anybody can find something worthwhile send it to me and I'll be sure to see if we can iconify it for a wee bit.

As in our discussions with my new friend . I've created a new community .

You must like tequila and must post a good tequila story, other than that its free game, so join the madness I shall post my first story right soon.

So as many of you may or may not know, had a date Sat night. Well I had planned on a good V-day style type of date to “ease” us back into the whole dating scene. We procured a babysitter in H's parents and lil sister so was taken care of and the night was set. Until I got a call saying that someone who was helping me with my plan was out of town. No biggie, just gotta come up with a backup plan. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, two hours and nothing I couldn't find a single place that would accommodate what I wanted to do so I went home distraught. When H actually had the greatest idea well almost ever. She suggested a local eatery which my co-workers RAVE about. Jennifer James Contemporary Cuisine. We called for re sos and got in for a 9:30 slot, I felt pretty high class needing resos. So we leave our pad round 7 ish and get Ri to her babysitter safely, the proceed to O'Niell's for cocktails. We had one or two more than planned on before dinner but we enjoyed our chat time. Well we saw the time and had 10 mins to get to the restaurant we booked it and fortunately the locales are close so we made it right on time.

We were seated and the wine list and menu of the day was presented. The wine list, WOW! There were a few bottles on there Im thinking I might want to crack open with my newly wedded wife after our marriage. Well since we are poor kids we pick on the lower side of the list. Though the bottle of wine I chose, wow, it was great, it was Penfold's Thomas Hyland Shiraz 2000. (Want some? get some!) Um yeah did I say WOW?!? This stuff was great not too tart nor too dry, it actually complimented my tuna steak perfectly as did it add to the taste of the lobster rolls H ordered. We got four chocolate dipped Strawberries filled with Godiva chocolate liquor and some coffee to sit around and chat with. The food the service and the ambience was spectacular, well worth the money we spent for our fabulous meal! If you wanna have a decadent night and have money to spare? Go, go, go, go, H are considering giving up all our eating out privileges just to have a once a month outing to this great place. So four thumbs up and two toes, I dunno about H but it was that great. For those of us not made of money I present something I found online to use there, I think, hopefully they still honor this. Click here even if they don't it still worth a visit, not only that you can feel high class *pthb*

So we moved onto the Cooperage so H could get some lovin from her co-workers and we could enjoy some good salsa. Well she managed to get me out on the dance floor in our short time there. All I can say is this was a much needed night and I wanna do it again. Well I best hit tha sack, nite all.

Check this story out, but only if you have time cuz its a long one, buts its so funny, he coulda so stuck it to tha man!

Man 1, Bank 0

All right I've seen a few posts talking about getting rid of the tipping method of service or even berating servers for sticking with their low wage jobs. Here is one such post:
Click bay bee!

Now normally I don't rant about other's posts much less comment on them, but I just wanted to give everybody food for thought on this subject from my point of view.

1) Think of how much your food costs now. If we increase the pay for servers then resturant owners could feasibly do so without raising prices. However, they will just because they want to keep their profits and more than likely hike the price higher than they really should for this increase in pay.

2) The stellar servers and their ilk will more than likely move on if this happens. I say this because Im pretty sure that the horrible customers we complain about now will get worse, due to a lack of the scare tactic of tipping. I say this because they will really control our pay, as it stands now, they really don't because I can make up for their cheap asses on another table, but I will need their patronage if tipping is phased out. As this happens they will now totally dominate me, as opposed to the trivial fear they try and instill in me now.

3) If the great servers do move on, you will be left with younger less experienced servers, as well as the servers who will realize that they are not working for tips, thus, service will deteriorate. This in trun will tarnish your dining experience. Im serious, you think its hard to find a server when you need a refill now, think of the horrors you will encounter when they are not trying you to dazzle you for that tip.

4) I am not a cheap waiter, I make anywhere from $10-$20 an hour waiting tables, I don't think anybody can cover that for my wage. I will not take any less for dealing with the scourge of humanity that I have to deal with now. To meet this hi wage, resturantuers will dig into your pocket books once again to pay the difference, you can boycott establishments all you wnat then, but for the most part this move will be across the board and you will be forced to deal with piss poor service at higher prices and more aggravation.

5) As for the “getting a real job with a real wage”? How many of you can work for 6-7 hours and make $150, not many I would suppose, and those that do well you are lucky but probably have no life. I can live on 30 hours of work a week and support my growing family, how many people with “real jobs” can say that? Im not knocking other jobs Im just trying to put into perspective the fact that I have more free time for my family and still make a decent living at my “fake” job.

not really a convincing arguement is it, but it is a few things I've thought of that could possibly make someone stop and think about this whole abolishing tipping thing. I also don't buy the whole acronym deal with tip, but that's another story. Take this as you will…on with life citizens.

These last few weeks I've felt restless and like a caged animal.
I pace around everywhere I am I can't seem to keep still.
My mind is always running.
My body is in this perpetual state of fight or flight.
My nerves are frayed and I snap at anything my mind construes as “fighting words” (which has been almost anything and everything).

This has led to some tension in our lil household and a bit of a tense Ri as well.
I don't mean to lash out and I don't mean to stay forever at work, but I justify it as needing to unwind, you don't get any unwind time, this is not fair.
I realize I've been taking you and everything you do for granted, I'll remember that you are here of your own volition.
I seem to snap and be guarded when every you offer advice, help, or just words of encouragement, I'm sorry and I'll try to remember you just want to make sure Im ok.
I feel less restless when you are happy, I think I'll give you more hugs to keep you happy.

What I really want to say is Im sorry for all the crap lately, and what I may do or say to you that hurts you inadvertently. I do love you and Im very happy you are a part of my life. You just may need to smack me with a wet noodle sometimes to remind me. Thanx for being with me on my trip through life and here's to many more adventures in our lives.

I remember when that's what I wanted to be, just a dreamless sleeper. My dreams would show me worlds I could not fathom or control. They always had a beat and a certain way of movement, whether it was the movement of the sky or the movement of time, there was always that constant around to help me remember it was dream. As time progressed I learned to control certain aspects of my dreaming. I learned to not die when I should have been dead. I learned to close my eyes and move to a different locale if my dreams became too intense. I also learned how to wake up on comand if something began to happen in a way I couldn't handle. This was pretty exciting, though the method of learning was through sleepless dreaming (read: psychotropics). My exploration has actually left me with a lot of residuals which kinda of make life interesting as much as they detract from it. I don't know how to explain it but I've always fel t like Im not all here, or at least all of me isn't that interested in the whole living life thing,

I've always felt empty unless Im dreaming, at which point I feel whole and can normally keep a grip and wander around. There are those times though…I just think some things in the human psyche are better left unknown. I have taken delight in many acts of violence and needless destruction. I've seen the worst my “soul” has to offer and I want none of it. I think this actually helps me normally be a mellow person and be a bit wacky.

Argh! I try to have meanful posts and poof they go wonky. I need sleep. Sleeping without dreams for a while, they are starting to stress me out.

The space shuttle Columbia just disintigrated!
What the?
Im so stuck watching the reports now