Loading ...I really appreciate everyone’s encouragement and support during my recent… whatever it was. Anxiety attack. Snit. A rise in the melancholic humours. I’m very lucky to have such wonderful friends. You mean the world to me.
Yesterday I really really unleashed in ways that weren’t apparent here on SP, and my anxiety about one thing got infectious and I ended up anxious about many things. I’m still down but no longer in a panic. And I’m assured by my readers (all four of’em) that its okay if I’m not all singing, all dancing 24 hours a day.
So you might not get a song and dance this post, but if you’re lucky, you might get a frozen blender drink.
A mention on my blog, perhaps. Though all of you get that anyway.
The Nefarious Mundanity should meet several criteria.
- It should be strong, incorporating more than one liquor
- It should be a blender drink
- It should be a murky or evil color, something mundane, but nefarious
- It should taste good
- It should incorporate at least a modicum of fruit so we can pretend it’s healthy
All of you have already done so much to get me feeling better, but you wanna cheer me up more? Make me a drink.
Buy me a beer!
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Glad we could return the favor of supportingness. Yes, I make up words; go with it.
The Nefarious Mundanity
1 oz pineapple juice
4 oz. bourbon, the smokier the better
1/4 oz. coffee liqueur
Splash of Coke
Dash of bitterness, um, I mean bitters
Twist of orange (optional - it is a bit too cheerful)
Add handful of ice, blend the dark goodness and drink up like an alcoholic slushie from hell.
Both nefarious and mundane at the same time, and bloody well likely to make you drunk. And possibly rather sick.
If this one doesn’t actually taste good, I’m prepared to try again tomorrow on a full head, as it were.
Ohh… Let’s see…
1oz. Tomato juice
3oz. Vodka
1oz. gin
Dash of Galliano
Dark rum.
5 cloves of garlic
2 small silver oinions
Start with the garlic and Galliano; mash to a pulp in blender. Then add vodka and gin and give another good stirr. Just then add the tomato juice.
You should add some dark rum to make up a nice sanguine color.
Serve at slightly above room temperature in Martini glasses with two small oinions on-a-stick.
Salt, pepper to taste.
Ahh sorry I can’t help you, I don’t drink…
Just kidding! I’m a lazy drinker. I drink wine or beer so I don’t gots to blend nothin’ and spill stuff when I forget my name.
But here’s a favorite blender drink that tastes good and is dark.
Lots of Kahlua
Lots of vodka
vanilla ice cream (as much as you want)
throw in a fruit (for that there fake healthy feeling)
Blend until your heart is content. Pour into a stolen frosty glass that you keep in your freezer for just these occasions…
Sip through a straw and know that someone in Canada loves you!
Ahh! Why sip, drink like a pig (it is that year) and make slurping noises when you get to the bottom of the glass.
Refill and start again.
I think I like Shelley’s drink the best. It has ice cream in it. I think we could use black cherries as the fruit to give it a Black Foresty feel. And the slurpy noises - those are a necessity!
Mojo. Pineapple, coke and coffee liqueur? In what universe does that taste good? It has to be Dr Pepper… not coke.
And Bas… Yours sounds like it’d make a fine pasta sauce.
I get the feeling a couple of people must have missed the criteria that it must taste good. :P
But I love y’all for tryin’.
At my office party (now there’s some Nefarious Mundanity) the drinks were free, as long as you stuck to the free shit.
Why have a party for someone who is leaving? They don’t like you enough to stay! Don’t act like you aren’t glad to see the back of them! They certainly are glad to see the back of you.
But I better be careful. People have been known to be fired for posting uncomplimentary things about work on a blog. And these people would do it too, all the while speaking like aging hippies about transformative moments.
By the way, BlackBerry thinks it should be Nefarious Mindsbutt.
You know who is the king of Nefarious Mundanity?
Stephen King.
Cars are frightening!
Washing Machines will kill you!
Sparrows are horrifying!
Dogs bark at you for 300 pages!
Semi Trucks can’t be trusted!
Teenaged girls are mental!
Clowns are all killers!
Well, maybe the last one is true.
But he’s made his career trying to make the mundane insane.
I thought I’d made it clear its a crime to mention Stephen King on SP. Unless his name is mentioned in conjuction with Roger Scruton, a locked room, and a thousand scorpions.
Sorry, old running joke that no one here knows about.
And speaking of scary clowns, take a look at Adobe’s new mascot:
http://www.adobe.com/products/creativesuite/
What the fuck were they thinking? Is this going to encourage anyone to buy that product? I don’t want that product - or that clown - anywhere near me.
I felt bad mentioning his name, but you have to admit, he is the king of nefarious mundanity. I remember when I read one of his books and the spooky monster was sparrows I thought, “Sparrows? For real?” Such a disappointing writer in my mind.
And what is up with that Adobe clown? That is one of the most freakish and misguided mascots that I have ever seen. And he has teeth missing! As if someone else already got angry and punched him for being him.
Stephen King is probably my most disliked writer on earth.
And that Adobe clown is my most hated mascot on earth. I’ve never seen anything more terrifying.
Who was the deranged and drug-addled nitwit who looked at that and said, “Yeah… this is it, this is the one!”.
Geh, I’m going to have nightmares!
I had a friend who LOVED Stephen King. Loved him. She tried to get me to read his books, so I grabbed Cujo.
360 pages of sitting in a car.
No really. If you haven’t read it, I’m saving you the trouble.
They sit in a car.
For 360 pages.
Then the kid dies.
I kept reading thinking “It’s got to get better. It’s got to get better. Everyone loves him. It has got to get better.”
Nope. Still sitting in a car.
She told me Cujo was not a great one to read, so I read The Dark Half.
Sparrows?
For real?
I never tried to read him again.
Same story here. It was my roommate who was into Stephen King. Said I must read him. So I read Pet Cemetery. I read it in 3 hours. Not because it was good and I didn’t want to put it down, but because it was so awful I just had to get it over with.
Everyone once in a while someone recommends a Stephen King novel to me. Have you noticed people take it personally if you decline?
Look peeps lets make a deal, you don’t force me to read your crappy Stephen King books, and I won’t shove an ice-pick up your nose. Because the pain is the same. Really.
They do tend to take it personally! And they feel like you are attacking them if you say something as innocent as “I’d rather use an ice-pick to pick my nose!”
And on that note, I have to catch my train for my freaking 2 hour commute. But there is always BlackBerry!
I’m so glad Shattered Prayer is up and running again!
Long may the world know of our hilariaty!
I hate you heartely welcome!
Gack! I hate clowns! That clown in particular is utterly wrong. Talk about adding insult to injury. What an ugly fuck!
As for The Horror Writer Who Must Not Be Named, I had a friend in college who loved THWWMNBN, and insisted I read something of his. Thankfully, I chose the Gunslinger series which is probably his best work. That is, it’s acceptable if a little problematic. Then I thought, maybe I should try reading something else. I too chose the Dark Half. Great name, I thought. I was so bored I didn’t even finish it, and when my friend told me that it was the sparrows (in an excited conspiratorial voice, as if it were the bloody cleverest thing ever), I almost keeled over in exhaustion. At that point, I should have guessed this friend would not last.
Nefarious Mindsbutt is Mr King. So many other writers deserve his large royalties! Che, for instance, would surely welcome some of that dosh! And she doesn’t write about scary pigeons or deranged trapeze artists (that’s what I imagine his next books will feature).
Yay for SP being up again.
It’s true about not being able to refuse the offer of the cherished SK books. They are OFFENDED if you don’t want to read it, and gods forbid you say something negative about the damned books, post facto.
I mean, I don’t know why she got so upset just because I said her favorite SK book was mindless, pointless, idiotic, poorly plotted, characterless drivel made for the shallow minded masses. What a C U Next Tuesday. Glad I didn’t marry her! Jesus, do I have bad judgment (except for R the P, who was one of my good choices!).
Oh Mojo!
What a C U Next Tuesday?! I fucking love that! I’m going to use it like it’s mine!
Happy SP is still happening.
Can’t read the name that shall not be mentioned either and damn proud of that fact! Although I’d take the money dammit!
Hand clapping over having the best blender drink and love the idea of black cherries. sucking them up with the straw and biting them off the end. Hmmm!
And nightmare clown! Holy cow, what the fuck is that?
Hi Shelley. Can’t claim the C U Next Tuesday as my own creation. It’s from the HBO show Sex and the City. I love it too and try to use it when I can fit it in the conversation.
Yeah, I think the black cherries drink was a great idea. Delicious!
The nightmare clown, however, must die, die, DIE! That’s a horrible, horrible graphic. What was Adobe thinking?!!
I got sidetracked by two separate business calls on my way out the door so I am just now getting to the train. And I check Shattered Prayer to see that the brilliant Mojo and the brilliant Shelley are equally horrified by the Adobe clown! I told Che that I had to keep going back to the website to check to see if it were still horrifying. I can’t stop myself! I’ll dream tonight of a rogue deck of playing cards that tried to be evil, but when they joined together they just turned into that toothless horror that is the Adobe clown.
And then it will be defeated by Sparrows.
For real.
Just back from dinner (spicy orange chicken wings. yum) and I popped over for a laugh. Found one.
So glad that I could share the horror of the adobe clown with the rest of you. Keeping it to myself would’ve traumatised me for life.
And yay for Shelley for winning the drink-making contest. I suppose if you’re up against alcoholic spaghetti sauce and pineapple coffee, it ain’t too hard to come out on top. But the mention of ice cream was the ultimate temptation.
I used to make rasperry margaritas with rasberry sherbet and fresh rasberries. They kicked ass. I can’t remember the exact recipe, but I did make them in a blender. Jonathan and I used to call them ‘Dead bug margaritas’ because the first time we made them, we were using an ancient blender that hadn’t seen use, or the light of day, in over a decade. There was a dead bug stuck below the blades, and both of us were too lazy (read: high) to wash it. So we left the bug in there and called it added protein.
Oh Jonathan. He had a body that was simply amazing. And yet his face looked like a 5 year old.
Disconcerting.
Alcoholic spaghetti sauce. I know what I’m having for dinner tomorrow night.
I just got home. Such a long commute.
There was a time when Che and I were the talk of the South.
And now I have business calls and 2 hour commutes by train.
I need a Nefarious Mindsbutt about right now.
He did have a face like a 5 year old - and a hot bod. It was weird.
The night I first met him I was amazing everyone with my keen psychic abilities by guessing - correctly each time - what kind of underwear they had on. Then making them drop their pants or lift their skirts to affirm my correct guesses.
Them was the days. Now R the P has business calls and 2 hour commutes, and I’m slowly becoming the neighborhood crazy cat-lady.
I could use a Nefarious Mindsbutt myself right now. Hell, I’d almost settle for one of Don’s Coors Lites. But I haven’t quite reached that low yet.
Resist the temptation to descend to Coors Lite.
Coors Lite is definitely a Mindsbutt.
I love the slogan adobe added to that clown:
Creative License
Take as much as you want
Now there’s a SKian sad-ism you can’t beat. Creativity is commodity.
Nefarious Mindsbutt… Nefarious Mindsbutt indeed.
And speaking creativity.. I’m really looking forward to the first Blackberry novel!
‘It was an insensible, farty night…’
Oh and Che… Talking of creative leaching… The SP page is causing a LOT of loading/web activity on my browser at late…
It’s not the Bad Karma coders again?!
Well I don’t know, Bas, but you may’ve noticed, I’ve changed the design a bit. Maybe loading won’t go on indefinitely now.