Tim Blair

I suspect that the Prof came adrift on a top-shelf binge with blue curacao, which (so I am led to believe) tastes of oranges and is derived from the fermentation of orange peels. The resulting liquor is colourless, and therefore lends itself to artificial colouring to make interesting cocktail colours, hence blue curacao, green curacao etc.

The Prof's lament as to the blue stain on his white shirt leads me to the inescapable conclusion that his woe was occasioned by the blue curacao. He may have been trying something like this:-

Alien Urine Sample

Ingredients:
3/4 oz Midori melon liqueur
3/4 oz Peach schnapps
3/4 oz Malibu rum
3/4 oz Creme de banane
Sweet and sour
1 splash Club soda
1/2 oz Blue Curacao
Mixing instructions:
Hand shake or blend with ice the liquer with the sour. Strain the drink from the ice into a pounder glass. Float Blue Curacao before serving

Sounds absolutely disgusting.

I think that something like the 'breathalyzer in every car' would be a good idea for bloggers.

He obviously barracks for the Demons if he noted Diamond Jim Tilbrook. Quality bunyip, that.

Err ... Capital Bunyip.

Sounds like a domestic. St Francis, a rich Umbrian, had a vision and married a ravishing beauty who turned out to be Lady Poverty.

The football anecdote: when lowly Footscray FC's Ted Whitten invented the 'flick-pass' in an effort to gain an advantage for its slick young players, the silvertails at Melbourne FC had it banned, calling it unfair; yet MFC went on to attempt to 'buy' a premiership via an unheard of payment (the size of which clubs like Footscray could never afford) to 'Diamond' Jim Tilbrook, who turned out to be a dud. Poetic justice.

My best translation is Phillip Adams is a duplicitous fat bastard who is at best casual with the truth. Bloooaarghhh.

POSTTNIG DRUKN ROKS LOLOLOLOL.

PS: I think he deleted the post, replacing it with "oh the misery."

Darn cheap wine. I was drunk five seconds ago! I need expensive wine. At lunch.

Damn pity he deleted it.

I've always loved the Prof's writings, and this post (preserved elsewhere) made me even more appreciative of his blogging. Nice to see that I'm not the only one guilty of having blogged while drunk (although I was so shitfaced I couldn't even find the "save" button).