happy hour
It was nice to meet folks at the DCist happy hour last night. New blogger acquaintance A: Mari of In Shaw, who was very pleasant to talk to and whose blog I like a lot. I suspect she thinks I am a nice guy but also the type of person who's the problem with something. If so, she's probably right.
New blogger acquaintance B: Alex, who, at my prompting, explained to me what a NOP sled is. Awesome. If I'm going to have friends giving me irresponsibly large amounts of tech cred (terminologically, anyway), I'd better cultivate some contacts who actually know what the hell they're talking about. So I'm glad to have Alex in my RSS folder.
Also: Jacques newly-of-DCist, Wayan from DCMetblogs, and almost certainly a bunch of other new and charming and wonderful people whose names I can't remember. Plus, some usual suspects. Always nice to see you guys.
The night ended confusingly, as Kriston, the Nabob and I talked about the old drink-a-gallon-of-milk-in-an-hour thing. I know it's impossible. We've all seen that episode of Jackass, and the N had conducted the experimental work himself in college. Kriston seemed to think that we east-coast types just don't know how to drink milk hard enough. And I wondered whether Lactaid could help someone win that bet.
So somehow we're now all supposed to try drinking a gallon of Gatorade in half an hour, some time. It doesn't make much sense to me — I think it's to remove the problematic milk from the equation. Too many independent variables! Remove the lactose! We're testing the effect of volume on drinking stuff. Hypothesis: regret.
It isn't really about competion, except perhaps against the dreary world that gave man such a pathetically weak digestive system. But it must be done. I guess.
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(Eavesdropping: I was going on the assumption that this was strictly a stomach/volume experiment; and less an actual challenge. But then, where's the joy in all this without the friendly spirit of competition?
Of course, I was going on this assumption after ingesting giant tubs of beer all night.)
One gallon of Gatorade equals around 13 of the small-sized bottles. Once we satisfy that deep-down body thirst, we're going to go slam-dunk things.
I've had two of the big bottles in a row before, which I think equals half a gallon. So I'm feeling pretty good about my odds.
On the other hand, that was after a lot of vigorous exercise, and I felt pretty lousy afterward.
But I remain confident! This will be great.
The smartest thing done at our last milk gallon challenge was putting a very large trash can right beside us.
A gallon of Gatorade doesn't sound that hard. I think I've done it hungover, though probably over two hours or in between pass-outs.
Besides, gallon of milk is so 90s. Where are the daredevils brave enough to drink a gallon of eggnog?
This modern age has no heroes, Kanishka.
I would at least put your odds of success as higher than the idiots who tried to recreate Paul Newman's Cool Hand Luke "eat 50 eggs in an hour" stunt...with Cadbury Creme Eggs. Yeesh.
I've drunken a whole half-gallon of Silk soy milk in a 30 minute span. Does that count?
You are all going to die.
Photoblogging, I hope?
You can still get hyponatremia from drinking large amounts of a sports drink too quickly. Be careful.
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