This cat used to be one of the best singer, songwriters and producers in the game. Well you know what they say about artists that used to be with Diddy. LOL.

Hope Devante Swing gets better.

Kid Cudi Wasted

Posted: November 12, 2010 in Intoxication Station

Kid Cudi owes his security a favor, as he is clearly wasted.

Image of Dogfish HeadBy Fritz Hahn

Dogfish Head brewer-founder Sam Calagione makes some incredible beers, but he’s also a true character: He has been the frontman for a brew-centric hip-hop group called the Pain Relievaz, where he’s known as “Funkmasta I.B.U.”; he has traveled the world to re-create centuries-old beverages; and he will be featured on an upcoming Discovery Channel show called “Brew Masters,” which chronicles the Dogfish team’s excellent adventures.

“Brew Masters” premieres Sunday, Nov. 21, but there is plenty of local Dogfish fun to be had in the next few days.

First, take advantage of Dogfish’s “Fan Appreciation Days” at one of the company’s three alehouses in Fairfax, Falls Church or Gaithersburg. Print out this voucher, which is good for an astounding $20 worth of free food and drink when your party spends at least $33 on Sunday, Monday or Tuesday. (All kinds of rules apply, so read the coupon carefully.) Read the rest of this entry »

Image of Anheuser-Busch LogoBy RICHARD SANDOMIR

Published: November 12, 2010

Budweiser’s decades-long connection to Major League Baseball frayed Friday when the giant brewer’s parent company, Anheuser-Busch, alleged in a federal lawsuit that baseball reneged on an agreement reached earlier this year to extend the beer maker’s sponsorship.

With Budweiser’s sponsorship set to expire this year, the company said that it negotiated the terms of a multiyear renewal last April. The sides even exchanged congratulatory messages.

One baseball executive, John Brody, then the head of corporate sales and marketing, sent an e-mail to Budweiser that read, “We are excited about the extension of this amazing partnership.”

But within a month, the deal began to unravel when Anheuser-Busch became the official beer sponsor of the National Football League, according to the lawsuit filed in Manhattan federal court against Major League Baseball Properties.

At that point, the suit said, Tim Brosnan, an executive vice president in charge of business, “began to complain that the economic terms of the April renewal agreement were no longer satisfactory and that the market had changed,” according to the court papers.

The lawsuit did not cite financial terms of any of the deals, but the lawsuit said that Brosnan demanded Anheuser-Busch pay “several times” more than had been negotiated. In September, Brosnan informed the brewer that baseball was going to try to sell the beer sponsorship to other brewers. On Oct. 1, Brosnan informed David Peacock, the president of Anheuser-Busch, that baseball was “going to disavow” the April deal. Read the rest of this entry »

Image of Kevin LoveAssociated Press

At one point in the third quarter, Kevin Love leaned over to Michael Beasley on the bench and whispered in his ear.

“I’m going for 30 tonight,” Love said.

With Love having only seven points at the time, Beasley looked at him and said, “Thirty what?”

Incredibly, Love was talking about rebounds. But he didn’t stop there.

Love grabbed a franchise-record 31 rebounds and scored 31 points, the NBA’s first 30-30 game in 28 years, and the Minnesota Timberwolves rallied from a 21-point third-quarter deficit to stun the New York Knicks 112-103 on Friday night.

“I just got a good mindset that every single one was mine,” said Love, who had 23 points and 24 rebounds in a loss to the Lakers on Tuesday.

Love grabbed 15 boards in the third quarter alone to will the Timberwolves to victory. Moses Malone was the last player to do it with 32 points and 38 rebounds for Houston against Seattle in 1982. Read the rest of this entry »

Image of Chocolate MartiniThe thrill is just about gone. After making plans to hang out around 9, he calls me at 1 in the morning clearly drunk. I’m clearly pathetic so I let him come over. I unlocked the door and waited for him to crawl in the bed next to me.  The anticipation was the sweetest. I heard his car door slam, then his footsteps on the outside staircase leading to my apartment, and then my front door opened. I was wet already.

Richard had no issue with nudity. After we exchanged hellos, I watched him take off every single article of clothing. He climbed in bed hard already. He rubbed my body and then helped me out of my underwear. I leaned in and kissed him. His tongue tasted like cranberry and vodka. I liked it.  He got hard quick. Before I knew it, the dick was in and it was on.

Just as I arched my back and went to my place, that’s what I call really getting into the groove, the pace speeds up. No, no, no! This is totally not working for me. Before I can let him know, it’s all over. The dude comes. Ten minutes tops. Before I can suggest we try again, he is fast asleep. A feeling of pure disappointment washed over me. I should have just used my vibrator. I make me come every single time.

I need a man. That is the bottom line. I need someone to save me from the crime scene that is my love life. My best friend has been online dating, and while she hasn’t found Mr. Right she is having fun meeting new guys and going on actual dates- not just drunken late night calls. I could use some fun.

Fuck it, I’m signing up for one of those sites tomorrow. But first I gotta find that vibrator.

Random Memories

Posted: November 12, 2010 in Chocolate Martini Nights

Image of Chocolate MartiniMy head was straight up throbbing, and I swear my hands were shaking as I reached over to shut off the fucking alarm.  Oh, I can’t wait until the day I don’t have to punch a clock. I obviously had too much wine and not enough sleep.  But I tell you what, that damn song still rang in my ears loud and clear. Scrolled through my phone on my lunch break.

Derrick, ex boyfriend. Met him through a friend in high school. I was 15 and he was 16. We broke up my first year of college. At its best, our relationship was no more than an extreme case of puppy love. Now once in a while we get together. He’s horrible at sex, but great at kissing and eating pussy. Not in the mood for that.

Barney, nothing like his name. Met when we both worked on a movie set. Forty year-old ex-con…cute, dangerous, passionate. Thought he was my man…shit, I wouldn’t have been caught dead bringing him home to meet my father. Sex was out of sight though. Kissing, sucking, fucking, the whole package. But, I think he stole my ATM card once. Maybe its better to let sleeping dogs lie with that one.

Richard, love him. Met him outside a local dive bar.  Handed me a tacky business card with his picture printed on the front. I gave myself to him after my 3 year celibacy. He never believed that. But I had no reason to lie. His ass is broke as a joke. We enjoy one another’s company. He loved blow jobs, and was always good for a hard dick. I can’t get enough of sleeping (literally) next to him. I could work with that right about now.

Al Green

Posted: November 12, 2010 in Chocolate Martini Nights

Image of Chocolate MartiniI’m only 29 but I appreciate Al Green. The classic melodies, the voice makes me warm and fuzzy on the inside. Calls to mind those big family barbeques, summer holidays, and driving down the 405 freeway commuting to and from my last year of university. Recently I’ve come to digest the lyrics. Really feel what Al was wailing about.

Another day at my shitty job, another shitty fight with my mother, and another shitty story from my best friend about her 5th relationship (4 months into the year) left me completely drained. I popped open a bottle of wine, turned on the radio, and by the time the bottle was empty I was crying and singing about how I was so fucking tired of being alone and holding my own.

I wanted to be kissed, touched, hell even lied to if it made me feel better. Screw doing the right thing…I was ready to be screwed.

Drunk History Volume 3 – George Washington’s Slave. Pretty Funny.

By Chris Forsberg, ESPNBoston.comImage of Paul Pierce

While the Boston Celtics said all the right things in front of the cameras and microphones after Thursday’s 112-107 triumph in Miami, a great sense of satisfaction permeated the locker room after the Celtics beat the Miami Heat for the second time in a little more than two weeks.

It’s why forward Glen Davis could be heard bellowing about “spanking” the Heat as the doors to the visitors’ locker room swung open following the game.

It’s why a 140-character trash talk session toward LeBron James & Co. showed up on Paul Pierce‘s Twitter account.

“It’s been a pleasure to bring my talents to south beach now on to Memphis,” a tweet said.

Given his dissatisfaction with anything that has mocked his television show “The Decision,” it’s likely that the tweets on Pierce’s account won’t go over well with James, who famously announced he was “taking my talents to South Beach” when he revealed he was signing with the Heat.

James didn’t respond to the tweet Friday, but Heat forward Udonis Haslem reacted strongly to the tweets. Read the rest of this entry »