The wilting rose… FIN!
Both of these, twice. Maybe I am older, but I feel by now diet science should be more than 2% science.
I realise you weren’t necessarily making a point about coconut oil being bad, but i thought i should link to some actual research.
Back in the day, a friend of mine participated in a “study” to find an alcohol that could be mixed into Orbitz that would not dilute the matrix enough to cause the balls to sink. They only thing they found was Blue Curaçao, which gave the resulting cocktail the unfortunate name of “Porta-chunks” .
Sulfites.
Maybe giving up alcohol helps you live longer, but maybe it just feels longer.
It gets better. I am Irish descent with a father that was an alcoholic. I am a social drinker in as much as I never drink at home, and can not remember the last time I had more than two drinks in one sitting. It has been decades. My total alcohol intake for a year is probably less than 20 drinks.
I now meet my son who is a college senior, with a full time job, every couple of months or so, at a nice whiskey bar. We get a couple of Manhattans and talk about the stock market, his life, and his mother (still my wife of 32 years). If that is killing me, what a way to go! I wouldn’t miss that for the world.
Not for me. It’s hangovers after drinking, or even just general fuzziness the next day, that do that.
Which came first; Alcohol or BoingBoing?
The world may never know?
Sounds great, glad you two are able to have some quality time together over a nice drink.
I do drink at home, but when i was in the early 20s and was very very depressed i made it a point never to drink at home and specifically never to drink alone because i did not want it to become a coping mechanism. As stupid and irresponsible as i was i’m glad i had enough self-awareness to be responsible with how i drank. These days life is much better and i feel like i can truly enjoy a craft beer without worries of going overboard, though i understand why some people would rather just not put temptation on their path.
Zima clearly is zero fucks.
i haven’t had a hangover since i was 30. i rarely drink more than two drinks in one sitting and i pretty much never have anything alcoholic more than twice a month. even the last time i had multiple drinks on multiple nights (about 4 years ago on vacation) i did not end up hungover. there are some liquors which have a flavor i find delightful and i have them with minimal quantities of mixer (a smoky, peaty, single malt like lagavulin with a drop or two of water; a sharp, aromatic gin like tanqueray 10 with a drop of vermouth, shaken with ice and served with an olive or a lemon twist; or an ethereal cognac like remy martin extra served with nothing else). 'tis lucky i enjoy them with spare moderation for they are dreadfully expensive.
I know it’s anecdotal, but based on my experience there’s more to it than that. Even without getting into beer vs wine vs liquor and all that, I can say that a liter of Stella Artois will kick my ass, but a liter of Chimay Blue – with twice the alcohol content of Stella – leaves me no worse for wear.
In any case, I now need to go find a picture of Homer Simpson with a Duff so I can caption it, “Mmm … poison.”
Preciously!
I agree that it’s a well done study, but I don’t necessarily agree that the claims are not outrageous. It claims that one drink a day increases the risk of an alcohol-related medical condition by 0.4%. As far as I can tell, the study is well done enough that the result is statistically significant. But is it practically significant? I’m not convinced.
As somebody far more expert at risk assessment than I put it (sorry, lost track of the article and the link), this study set the bar at zero risk. Anything higher than that, the study implies, should be avoided. And by that logic we should never drive anywhere, because driving increases our health risks by a non-zero amount. I seem to recall that he even noted that simply living is not risk-free.
And for that matter, I’d wager that a joyless life spent abstaining from everything that might pose the slightest risk itself poses a greater risk (in terms of life expectancy) than indulging in “bad” activities with moderation.
When I was twenty, an egg would kill you. Ten years later, fat would kill you. Ten years later, carbs would kill you. Now, alcohol will kill you.
I’ve eaten plenty of eggs, fat, carbs, and drank and drink casks of booze. Something will eventually kill me, but I’m done worrying.
Now we’re tsk-tsking going overboard? A sure shame.
I would characterize the amount of alcohol I should have as all of the alcohol.