I swear this is the only Four Loko photo I have.
We here at OMGWTFRVA say this a lot. Well, stock up on Joose and Four Loko while you can! Don’t know what the eff I’m talking about? These drinks are similar to Sparks, caffeine plus “premium” malt liquor, but with 12% alc/vol. In essence, this one $2.59 drink will get you wasted. Which is great but…
It’s tricky business to not get too crazy drunk if you’re pre-gaming with a Joose or Four Loko. Take last Monday night for instance. I was at Fine Foods and noticed there was a new flavor of Four Loko out, Blue Raspberry. One Four Loko later and I was drunk and decided to go to Bogart’s with Chad and Cameron for karaoke. I had a couple beers there, some whiskey at Chad’s place… And then things get hazy. Which is to say I have no idea what I did but Chad and Cameron say they’ve never seen me so drunk and apparently I’m bad at making beds, writing questions for truth or dare Jenga, and standing up after drinking that particular combination.
I may severely regret that stupid Blue Raspberry Four Loko, but now the FDA wants to take away my ability to buy drunk in a can! Sparks was targeted for appealing to minors with its blend of alcohol and caffeine and now Joose and Four Loko are under similar attack. The companies that produce these products have been told they most provide evidence that their drinks aren’t combing ingredients in dangerous manner. Check here for an article from the New York Times about it.
Not that I need to be drinking another Four Loko anytime soon (I’M STOCK PILING THEM AS I TYPE).
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Last night was kind of surreal. I ended up drunk, in a dimly lit basement of a Baptist church, at a table with a bunch of people from the internet, to hear Meade Skelton sing songs like From the Outside Looking In and Sweet Tea (twice!).
If you don’t already know Meade, check out his personal blog or youtube pages. I hadn’t heard of him until recently when he posted a comment on one of Jeff’s photos from the last SMCRVA event, but once I was linked to his blog he became a bit of an obsession and I needed to know if he was real. Here’s a paragraph from one of the first blog posts of his I read:
I went to Premiere Costume Shop today in Carytown and rented my costume for Halloween. I’m going as a “Native American” (incorrect term, but you know how people are these days). So I asked the lady in the shop who was 10 shades whiter than myself if the Indian costume was authentic with the head dress , and she snarled at me “Not, Indian, Native American ! “. She went on to say she was Native American herself. Well, I didn’t have the nerve to tell her I probably have more “Native American” blood than she does , considering my great great grandmother was half Cherokee and I’m a direct descendant of Pocahontas . Anyways, after that was over, she said it would do. I got the costume. I’m not crazy about enclosed spaces, and the costume shop is very snug. Feels like everyone was breathing down the back of my neck in there. Then I heard some coughs and sneezes. I sure don’t want to get sick! After I got my costume, I headed over to Walgreen’s where I picked up some bags of candy and stool softener.
After last month’s SMCRVA event, I was a bit perplexed. I definitely enjoyed the event, but I talked to Nathan Hughes, the programming director, and expressed my concern that the audience and the panel didn’t match up. The audience was a lot more educated on the practical applications of social media in business than the panelists were, which led to a conversation that I found to be not-so-engaging. Nathan then told me that the SMCEDU event in October would be the answer to my concerns. He was right for the most part, but I’d like to talk about the good aspects as well as those that could use improvement. read more…
Though we haven’t done our inaugural trip INSIDE Velvet Gentlemen’s Club, we did have to check out the hoopla surrounding this mural:
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What do you do when you’re diagnosed with cancer just days before Christmas? Well, if you’re Casey Quinlan, you write Cancer for Christmas.
Everyone has heard stories about cancer. Each one is as heart-wrenching as the next. We’ve all donated to the American Cancer Society or Susan G. Komen for the Cure. We have taken part in Relay For Life. We have offered encouragement to friends and family members suffering from cancer, and listened to their harrowing tales.
You probably haven’t heard the story quite the way Casey Quinlan has told it, though.
Check out our exclusive interview here.
There are people who use Twitter for business opportunities, people who use it to keep up with others, and people who use it for networking. None of these things are wrong; I totally encourage all of that jazz. However, that’s not what we like to focus on in this weekly feature. We like to focus on those of you who use Twitter as an outlet for your hilarity.
In the recent past, many of you have been inquiring as to what our criteria are for choosing the “Tweets of the Week.”
You don’t have to be dirty, edgy, or even interesting to be chosen. You just have to be funny.
As most of you know, all of us here at OMGWTFRVA absolutely adore karaoke. You might even go as far as to label us karaoke snobs. We’ve been so spoiled with the greatness that is karaoke at Sticky Rice that we have a hard time attending and enjoying ourselves when karaoke presents itself at other locations.
Over the last 2 years, most of us can count the number of Tuesday nights we’ve missed on one hand. People always ask us why we attend the exact same event every single week without fail. Our response is normally that while it’s the same thing at the same bar, each Tuesday has its own personality with people, songs, and experiences that make it unique.
From now on, we’re just going to tell people that we attend Sticky Rice every Tuesday because you never know when you might get a night like “the night that Ryan came.”
We asked with our fingers cross. And waited. And waited. And just when we started to lose hope and chalk it up as a loss and a shot to our ego, there was light at the end of the tunnel:
You should have seen our faces when this tweet entered our stream. Not only were all of us extremely excited to have Ryan on board for our weekly karaoke ritual, we were extremely surprised. We figured that after reading the negative feedback from people advising Ryan that if he wanted to keep his job and his life intact, he would refuse our offer. It seems as though the king of media tweets has a little bit more faith in us than the common man.
And we intend to show him that he made the right decision.
Drinks are on us and we will choose our karaoke songs carefully. We intend on showing Ryan a great time in celebration of his birthday and we promise, he will be both alive and employed come tomorrow.
You’ve might have seen him on your day off while watching Fox’s first news at 4. Or perhaps you’ve caught him just before bedtime (or bar time) on NBC’s evening news at 10. Or maybe, just maybe, the two of you have helped Twitter collide with the local media and live-tweeted the news using the #NBC12 hashtag.
His name is Ryan Nobles.
And we’re calling him out.
Yesterday afternoon, Ryan tweeted a message about a holiday coming up that most of us were not aware of. It appears as though in one week (6 days now) Ryan will be celebrating his birthday. And by the sound of things, he doesn’t have any plans:
We’re looking to change that. After stealing a suggestion from our good friend @RVABusiness, if Ryan doesn’t object, we’d like to throw a party for him next Tuesday. And before he or anybody else starts shaking their head while predicting that he will be unemployed come next Wednesday, let us say up front that we will make sure that we keep it somewhat classy. After all, we’re dealing with a member of our local media here. We have to make sure he keeps his job. We’re not sure what we would do without live news tweeting on Sunday nights.
The plan is to throw a small pre-party next Tuesday night at a local bar and then invite the party to join us for our Tuesday night ritual at Sticky Rice for karaoke. We’d also like to let the OMGWTFRVA readers choose the song Ryan sings – but we don’t want to get ahead of ourselves. One step at a time.
Ryan, what do you say? A few drinks and a whole lotta singing for your birthday?
Let us know. We’ll be waiting.
They Say It’s Your Birthday!
Turning twenty-one is a right of passage in America, marked by many glorious firsts. There’s the first time you don’t have to ask your big brother/older friend/random homeless person to buy you beer at the 7-11. It’s the first time that you go out to dinner with your parents and order a mega-rita just because you can. Finally, it’s the first time you can legally (because let’s face it, your brother’s ID can only get you in to the creepy bar down the street) go into a well-respected drinking establishment and get so drunk that you vomit all over yourself, the bar, and the erstwhile potted plant. read more…
