That’s a fucking great video. I loved the crisp 80s conversation and the pace of the drink-making. I remember a drink called Sex on the Beach and I hated it. (I was a great bartender myself in the 90s, I’ll have you know.)It had peach schnapps in it, I think. Well, whatever. I used to fake like I knew what it was, just slop some shit together and sell that shit. There was so much tonk back in those days, nobody knew any better. We were that high. You’ll never have any idea how high we were back then.
Also, I’m not going to take part in your $100 best sentence contest and I’ll tell you why: First, I don’t need the money. Second, I’m not sure there IS money…I mean, I’ve never met any of the winners in the flesh. Third, I find the plot line ridiculous. I’m not going to lower myself to that level. I consider myself a semi-professional writer, and unless you loosen your contest rules, I’m staying out of it.
Lastly, have you ever heard someone say, “Consider it done”? How do you take that statement? Is it really done, afterall? In your experience, can we ever really trust that someone is going to do it when they say, “Consider it done?”
Dave Zoby, Germany
Come on, Davey. Submit a sentence. You might win that cocksucker:
Okay, I might. But it looks like Mrs. Fever has it locked up. Does she win every year? Remember, I am a semi-professional writer and I was a great bartender in the 90s. I don’t usually go for this sort of thing.
Dave, Germany
Sitting here in Germany, I think I might have just done the impossible, pulled off an amazing feat: I’ve won the best sentence contest.Pay up MF-ers.
Maybe, Crazy White Boy, maybe.
(But pulling your punches on “motherfuckers” isn’t going to help you any.)
Ray,
I mentioned Dick Diver from Tender is the Night over on my website and the thing exploded with personal emails of the not very nice variety. What’s with these people? Geez.
Believe it or not, Tender is the Night is my favorite Fitzgerald book.
I like it not so much for the story–which I consider deterministic and slooow–but for his writing. But, whatever.
Ray,
That’s a fucking great video. I loved the crisp 80s conversation and the pace of the drink-making. I remember a drink called Sex on the Beach and I hated it. (I was a great bartender myself in the 90s, I’ll have you know.)It had peach schnapps in it, I think. Well, whatever. I used to fake like I knew what it was, just slop some shit together and sell that shit. There was so much tonk back in those days, nobody knew any better. We were that high. You’ll never have any idea how high we were back then.
Also, I’m not going to take part in your $100 best sentence contest and I’ll tell you why: First, I don’t need the money. Second, I’m not sure there IS money…I mean, I’ve never met any of the winners in the flesh. Third, I find the plot line ridiculous. I’m not going to lower myself to that level. I consider myself a semi-professional writer, and unless you loosen your contest rules, I’m staying out of it.
Lastly, have you ever heard someone say, “Consider it done”? How do you take that statement? Is it really done, afterall? In your experience, can we ever really trust that someone is going to do it when they say, “Consider it done?”
Dave Zoby, Germany
Come on, Davey. Submit a sentence. You might win that cocksucker:
http://journalpulp.com/2014/06/19/100-00-best-first-sentence/
Okay, I might. But it looks like Mrs. Fever has it locked up. Does she win every year? Remember, I am a semi-professional writer and I was a great bartender in the 90s. I don’t usually go for this sort of thing.
Dave, Germany
Sitting here in Germany, I think I might have just done the impossible, pulled off an amazing feat: I’ve won the best sentence contest.Pay up MF-ers.
Maybe, Crazy White Boy, maybe.
(But pulling your punches on “motherfuckers” isn’t going to help you any.)
Ray,
I mentioned Dick Diver from Tender is the Night over on my website and the thing exploded with personal emails of the not very nice variety. What’s with these people? Geez.
Believe it or not, Tender is the Night is my favorite Fitzgerald book.
I like it not so much for the story–which I consider deterministic and slooow–but for his writing. But, whatever.