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Monday scotch blogging: a proposal

This series of short videos (and extremely annoying ads) at the Esquire website feature the actor Brian Cox demonstrating how to pronounce a large variety of scotch names.

brian cox drinking a lot of scotch

My modest proposal is that we should recreate this useful series and actually consume a dram for each scotch in the list. Perhaps when a scotch’s name is mis-pronounced another dram must be consumed of it until it is pronounced properly.

Ambulances will have to be hired, of course, and we should probably have a doctor and still-master on hand in case of emergencies.

Alltop likes to put ice in its scotch, the heathen. Via the Presurfer

Professor Quippy: Women can’t keep secrets

PRofessor quippyAccording to the Telegraph, women can’t keep a secret. Yep, you heard it here first (well, second if you read the Telegraph) — the lid has be blown off this one.

Now, I’m not just being a sexist pig. You know it has to be true because it is from a STUDY. Done by RESEARCHERS.

Go on, go check out the article (link below), and you’ll see it’s all there in black and white. And red, because that’s how your face will be once you realize that the deep dark secret you told your best friend — you know, about the things you do with the Haagen-Dazs — was transmitted to someone else in (on average) 47 hours and 15 minutes. That’s right, your secret was safe for less than two days!

Your best friend!

And who has done this groundbreaking research? Other than “researchers”? Well, according to the Telegraph:

Michael Cox, UK Director of Wines of Chile, which commissioned the research to mark Chile’s National Day on Friday, said: “It’s official – women can’t keep secrets.

“We were really keen to find out with this survey how many secrets people are told. What we didn’t bank on was how quickly these are passed on by those we confide in.”

And you know what else? Secrets are much more likely to be passed on if alcohol is involved. Now there’s a stretch!

I’m guessing a nice Chilean Cabernet is the most tongue loosening, though I’ve always found gin works too.

Alltop and humor-blogs.com have nothing to hide. Article here.

Professor Quippy: Drunken Pedestrian Bocce Ball

Professor QuippyIs it possible to play bocce ball with a crowd of inebriated Welshman?

Simon Moore at the University of Cardiff in the UK and his colleagues believe so, and they’ve done the research to discover how to set up just such a game.

They have created a model to demonstrate how a herd of Taffys behaves as it spills onto the streets after an evening of metheglin, real cider and conversation in four-part harmony. According to the New Scientist:

The team made 24 visits to Cardiff city centre between 11pm and 3am on Friday and Saturday nights, breathalysing people and monitoring their gait. Of the high number of drinkers around, they found that a round 25 per cent were staggering.

The team factored this information into their simulation, then ran simulations with crowds in varying states of inebriation trying to make their way through a narrow alleyway to three different destinations.

(I’m still trying to figure out how you have three destinations in an alleyway — presumably there is only two ways in or out, unless the Welsh are capable of limited flight, and can go up as well.) Anyway, they discovered that the extremely drunken crowds didn’t flow very well, especially the crowd where David Evans (or was it Jones?) was coating most of the alley in a toxic mix of Campari and Welsh rarebit.

They hope their research will lead them to creating better streetscapes to deal with such situations. If successful, they then hope to do something about the yobs in London.

Here is what a model of the sober crowd looks like:

No Drunk!

And the 50% drunk crowd:

Half Drunk!

Now, here is the 100% drunk crowd:
All Drunk!

You can find the actual animations here, the New Scientist story here (you’ll need a subscription to read the whole thing), alltop here and humor-blogs.com here, where you can vote for this post, if you feel so inclined.