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I'm drunk enough to wonder, can I make a bloody with bourbon instead of vodka? I have both
I think it’ll over power the Mix. Vodka mixes well with almost anything and Tequila compliments the spicy of the Mix. But, you’ll never know until you try..
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Post by LoveLuckLaughter on Oct 31, 2022 7:23:49 GMT -5
I just posted that last night because it came up in my Instagram feed as an ad and it is Drunken related, I actually have no alcohol in my house right now and only had one IPA at the Cavs/Knicks game. But now I wish I was drunk because I don't really dream much when I am. I woke up in the middle of the night after having a dream that my dad hit Logan upside the head for talking smart mouth and killed him instantly, at which point I of course flipped out. But I started yelling the weirdest death wishes at him like "I hope you can't shit for three weeks and it all comes up out of your mouth and chokes you to death motherfucker!!!". Jesus Christ. Woke up needing a drink.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
I didn't take the test, but guessing mine would be binge, social and party. Maybe I should consider "trauma" after what the meaning of that dream likely was.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Post by LoveLuckLaughter on Nov 1, 2022 22:45:57 GMT -5
Semi-sober October went really well. Suddenly I have COVID again, and I am def going to imbalm this motherfucker in wine like I did the last two times. I wasn't drunk or rambling the other day. Def doing both now.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Semi-sober October went really well. Suddenly I have COVID again, and I am def going to imbalm this motherfucker in wine like I did the last two times. I wasn't drunk or rambling the other day. Def doing both now.
This is not drunken rambling yet but I’m out tonight and my favorite bartender is here and she pours the strongest drinks known to man. Sipping on a vodka soda here, wondering if I’m going to have a heart murmur. (I make sure to tip her well.)
Post by LoveLuckLaughter on Nov 22, 2022 17:45:28 GMT -5
Are these all the rage where y'all are from right now? They are here. I picked some up for an event a week or two ago and had one and they taste like Coors light or something to me. But every bar here is serving them and they are all over the stores. So I grabbed some more for Thanksgiving. Figure it will keep everyone out of trouble, with only 4.1%.
But what I really do love about them is the name. Definitely using the term "cold snack" instead of "road pops" for all travel beers from now on. Going kayaking? Be sure to grab some cold snacks. Headed up to a show? Grab a cold snack for the road.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Are these all the rage where y'all are from right now? They are here. I picked some up for an event a week or two ago and had one and they taste like Coors light or something to me. But every bar here is serving them and they are all over the stores. So I grabbed some more for Thanksgiving. Figure it will keep everyone out of trouble, with only 4.1%.
But what I really do love about them is the name. Definitely using the term "cold snack" instead of "road pops" for all travel beers from now on. Going kayaking? Be sure to grab some cold snacks. Headed up to a show? Grab a cold snack for the road.
Never heard of it before
Last Edit: Nov 22, 2022 18:16:06 GMT -5 by LD - Back to Top
Are these all the rage where y'all are from right now? They are here. I picked some up for an event a week or two ago and had one and they taste like Coors light or something to me. But every bar here is serving them and they are all over the stores. So I grabbed some more for Thanksgiving. Figure it will keep everyone out of trouble, with only 4.1%.
But what I really do love about them is the name. Definitely using the term "cold snack" instead of "road pops" for all travel beers from now on. Going kayaking? Be sure to grab some cold snacks. Headed up to a show? Grab a cold snack for the road.
I follow them on FBook only because a local bookstore is throwing a drag show to raise money and gifts for foster children. Some homophobic asshats wrote to all the sponsors telling them it's to withdraw their support. So I went and followed all the sponsors - Montucky Cold Snacks was one of them.
Are these all the rage where y'all are from right now? They are here. I picked some up for an event a week or two ago and had one and they taste like Coors light or something to me. But every bar here is serving them and they are all over the stores. So I grabbed some more for Thanksgiving. Figure it will keep everyone out of trouble, with only 4.1%.
But what I really do love about them is the name. Definitely using the term "cold snack" instead of "road pops" for all travel beers from now on. Going kayaking? Be sure to grab some cold snacks. Headed up to a show? Grab a cold snack for the road.
I follow them on FBook only because a local bookstore is throwing a drag show to raise money and gifts for foster children. Some homophobic asshats wrote to all the sponsors telling them it's to withdraw their support. So I went and followed all the sponsors - Montucky Cold Snacks was one of them.
Proudly drinking this weak ass lager as I make a Lemon meringue pie then!!
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Post by LoveLuckLaughter on Jan 13, 2023 23:23:29 GMT -5
Trashy is the way.
I picked up a wine tonight for a lil video chat with my girl Rummy 500, because I am doing dryish Jan, but this seemed like an event. Now I'm just drunky on a bottle of wine and cleaning out my kitchen cupboards, having a Tupperware/bakeware existential crisis. Trying to make myself as untethered by material goods as possible without the help of another housefire. How many canning jars does one woman need? How much glass storage ware? How about cool loaf pans? What if I had to leave my house tonight and never look back, what would I really take with me? This non-stick bundt cake pan?
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
I picked up a wine tonight for a lil video chat with my girl Rummy 500 , because I am doing dryish Jan, but this seemed like an event. Now I'm just drunky on a bottle of wine and cleaning out my kitchen cupboards, having a Tupperware/bakeware existential crisis. Trying to make myself as untethered by material goods as possible without the help of another housefire. How many canning jars does one woman need? How much glass storage ware? How about cool loaf pans? What if I had to leave my house tonight and never look back, what would I really take with me? This non-stick bundt cake pan?
Without bakeware where would you live? You are a cake I am worried