tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post850887549402624028..comments2023-11-05T03:56:08.325-08:00Comments on Murrmurrs: DrugsMurr Brewsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-91853261623261835122019-12-29T18:19:59.899-08:002019-12-29T18:19:59.899-08:00I was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer in Augu...I was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer in August 2010. A valuable friend told me about Dr. Itua Herbal Center in West Africa. She gave me her phone number and email address. I quickly contacted him to guarantee that his herbal medicines will heal my cancer and I will heal forever I said OK.I ask him what is the healing process, he asks me to pay the fees I did and within 7 working days he Celia Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12210784293744286595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-20209339155871308032011-04-05T15:34:42.038-07:002011-04-05T15:34:42.038-07:00Oh Murr, once again you help me start my day with ...Oh Murr, once again you help me start my day with laughter...I, too, take only two drugs that I separate with my "day."swamp4mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03500364141244115390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-75612804547820962202011-04-05T15:34:41.870-07:002011-04-05T15:34:41.870-07:00Anvilcloud, if you were drinkin' Zip-A-Dee Dod...Anvilcloud, if you were drinkin' Zip-A-Dee Dodo, you might slide downhill on your toque, too!<br><br>I've never had one of those drinks, but in my younger years, achieved the same effect through <i>other means,</i> which means shall remain anonymous. I no longer drink alcohol, but coffee! O Coffee! How could I do without thee?Junehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11710135137635433217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-15288196390592143482011-04-05T15:34:41.539-07:002011-04-05T15:34:41.539-07:00Sadly, menopause has put a near end on my enjoymen...Sadly, menopause has put a near end on my enjoyment of alcohol. Nothing brings on a hot flash faster that a drink. At which point, I turn into a sweaty mess. *sigh* Someday, I will again be able to enjoy a glass of wine.unmitigated mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13901264130484454602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-56617551262436481332011-04-05T15:34:41.354-07:002011-04-05T15:34:41.354-07:00You are looking adorable in that haircut with your...You are looking adorable in that haircut with your lil' uggs and akluk (sp?)!Elizabeth Brewsternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-15102785776573709392011-04-05T15:34:41.162-07:002011-04-05T15:34:41.162-07:00Anvil: let's just call it a Noggin Toboggan.Un...Anvil: let's just call it a Noggin Toboggan.<br><br>Unmitigated, I have a bottle of wine here for you when you're done. Come over and we'll make a toast.<br><br>I dunno, Kat. You make a point, but all those things are still better taken separately. Not that I'd turn it down.<br><br>KG, I thought I was the only one who embiggens photos to scavenge details of people's lives! OneMurr Brewsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-74587198253399101252011-04-05T15:34:40.919-07:002011-04-05T15:34:40.919-07:00You crack me upYou crack me upYolynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-39438638721874942332011-04-05T15:34:40.592-07:002011-04-05T15:34:40.592-07:00I'm confused by this sentence: "One 16-o...I'm confused by this sentence: "One 16-ounce can of the leading brand contains 18 ounces of liquor and 24 ounces of caffeine in a buffer of high-voltage corn syrup." Wouldn't it have to be a 42-ounce can? <br><br>I tend to fixate on small shit. It's a curse. <br><br>I love your description of the time between the caffeine and alcohol being your "day." <br><brinjaynesworldhttp://injaynesworld.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-72705593149018797592011-04-05T15:34:40.203-07:002011-04-05T15:34:40.203-07:00You know I love how you write, but I gotta say hal...You know I love how you write, but I gotta say half the fun is reading how you inspire your readers to respond!<br><br>Anvil; this language thing is indeed weird. I'm a Yankee (PA) married to a Southerner (NC). Not only has he asked if I had a toboggan (meaning a hat of all things!!!) he's also asked for a hose pipe. Turned out I had both, when translated back to Yankglish. I blinked, butCarol Everhart Roperhttp://www.carolroper.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-58005897786655443172011-04-05T15:34:39.935-07:002011-04-05T15:34:39.935-07:00Lovely haircut, m'dear. Very becoming, as they...Lovely haircut, m'dear. Very becoming, as they say. Coffee is the elixir of life. I love the aroma and only forgo it when my stomach's too stressed. Tea with a wee bit a milk in it is my afternoon and evening choice. So I guess I'm just a caffeine fool! Beer's ok now and then but it's always been an acquired taste.cowangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11365881443482166587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-8685026797979344872010-12-20T20:52:14.914-08:002010-12-20T20:52:14.914-08:00I don't drink coffee, I rarely drink alcohol a...I don't drink coffee, I rarely drink alcohol and I only used meth once, although continually, like right now, bitch, so stop staring at me.MikeWJ at Too Many Morningshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05357719098554598893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-1566246614804217522010-12-18T23:30:02.137-08:002010-12-18T23:30:02.137-08:00I can't tell you how happy it makes me to thin...I can't tell you how happy it makes me to think someone, somewhere, is howling over this stuff. Oh wait, I just did.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-48430153234996497982010-12-18T21:02:15.969-08:002010-12-18T21:02:15.969-08:00As a former addiction counselor vehemently opposed...As a former addiction counselor vehemently opposed to Mo' Loco (or whatever that stuff is called) I've gotta tell ya that I like your style. But of course you knew that already.<br /><br />I read it to My-Wife-The-Shrink, and we howled. I gotta say, though, the first paragraph of the "Mormon" post that follows this one is the funniest thing you've written yet,IMNSHO.<br />digitalzenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10670556566634503223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-88718316316642658352010-12-18T05:15:42.314-08:002010-12-18T05:15:42.314-08:00I don't do Starbucks...and my daughter has sto...I don't do Starbucks...and my daughter has stopped dragging me there. It seems that it is Starbucks sacrilege to order, "Coffee. Black. Strong. No extra weird stuff in it."<br /><br />And that is the way I must have my coffee every morning. In fact, I figure that is the primary reason I enjoy mornings so much.Jerryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04278403041887060649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-31370689056250800712010-12-17T17:22:00.358-08:002010-12-17T17:22:00.358-08:00We must use the same drug dealer, the supermarket....We must use the same drug dealer, the supermarket. As you may have noticed, the coffee and beer sit several aisles apart, separated like two unruly punks in a classroom.<br /><br />Starbuck's gave my psyche a woody, too. LOL!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01403714167201265834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-46275849998356612292010-12-17T07:03:29.313-08:002010-12-17T07:03:29.313-08:00You know I love how you write, but I gotta say hal...You know I love how you write, but I gotta say half the fun is reading how you inspire your readers to respond!<br /><br />Anvil; this language thing is indeed weird. I'm a Yankee (PA) married to a Southerner (NC). Not only has he asked if I had a toboggan (meaning a hat of all things!!!) he's also asked for a hose pipe. Turned out I had both, when translated back to Yankglish. I blinked,Carol Everhart Roperhttp://www.carolroper.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-87045995525106804762010-12-16T17:05:48.770-08:002010-12-16T17:05:48.770-08:00Jayne, you are right to be suspicious, but this is...Jayne, you are right to be suspicious, but this is VERY pow'ful stuff. And you're right also: we are civilized. Civilization is all a matter of correct drug selection.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-66926641779396979302010-12-16T16:51:33.042-08:002010-12-16T16:51:33.042-08:00the jedi mind control of drugs is a funny thing. I...the jedi mind control of drugs is a funny thing. I've given up alcohol for years at a time when i was busy doing things that would be disrupted by excessive stumbling, barfing and repetitive conversation.<br /><br />But I tried knocking coffee, and by day four, when I picked up a puppy and swung it at a one legged blind man because he was smiling, I knew there was no getting that monkey off idleprimatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10287702981119643646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-88830324233997042102010-12-16T16:10:41.902-08:002010-12-16T16:10:41.902-08:00I'm confused by this sentence: "One 16-o...I'm confused by this sentence: "One 16-ounce can of the leading brand contains 18 ounces of liquor and 24 ounces of caffeine in a buffer of high-voltage corn syrup." Wouldn't it have to be a 42-ounce can? <br /><br />I tend to fixate on small shit. It's a curse. <br /><br />I love your description of the time between the caffeine and alcohol being your "day."injaynesworldhttp://injaynesworld.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-87954498805144635962010-12-16T14:55:11.185-08:002010-12-16T14:55:11.185-08:00Peet's Coffee, the Major Dickason's Blend;...Peet's Coffee, the Major Dickason's Blend; so good, we got a monthly order delivered from San Francisco. <br /><br />And, to bookend the day, Nobilo Sauvignon Blanc. Or Kim Crawford. <br /><br />Do we know how to live, or what?Loulou La Poulehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02522587097708620966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-56214730917163226312010-12-16T13:38:37.308-08:002010-12-16T13:38:37.308-08:00Lovely haircut, m'dear. Very becoming, as they...Lovely haircut, m'dear. Very becoming, as they say. Coffee is the elixir of life. I love the aroma and only forgo it when my stomach's too stressed. Tea with a wee bit a milk in it is my afternoon and evening choice. So I guess I'm just a caffeine fool! Beer's ok now and then but it's always been an acquired taste.cowangohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11365881443482166587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-49277011898088334512010-12-16T10:35:14.568-08:002010-12-16T10:35:14.568-08:00Oh, I forgot. EVE? That would be horrible if you s...Oh, I forgot. EVE? That would be horrible if you started sending Murrmurrs to everyone in your address book, and if you were here right now, I'd have to smack you with a box of chocolates. And that goes for the rest of you, too.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-54938626729364647802010-12-16T10:27:58.816-08:002010-12-16T10:27:58.816-08:00Righto, Happy Beethoven's Birthday! It's n...Righto, Happy Beethoven's Birthday! It's not he. It's Chopin, with a look of horror on his face for what he hears coming out of my beautiful instrument. I should get a closeup of him for you. I don't have to miss the braid. I still have it. The little sick kids can wait.<br /><br />And nothing takes the sting out of a good alcohol-induced hot flash like a cold beer.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-22117045338420147122010-12-16T08:08:15.249-08:002010-12-16T08:08:15.249-08:00So, there's Bach on the wall, Villa-Lobos on t...So, there's Bach on the wall, Villa-Lobos on the music rack, and Who, exactly, next to it? Can't make out the face of that little white man. But, it ought to be Beethoven. I'm just sayin'. On account of it being his birthday and all. He's on MY piano, and it makes up for the fact that I never touch the keys anymore. (Yes, it does. I looked it up.) I love the haircut, Linda Koonshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05614162024708881395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-73554527297753395962010-12-16T08:05:38.617-08:002010-12-16T08:05:38.617-08:00That's just not right. I have stopped caffein...That's just not right. I have stopped caffeine a few times and finally decided there was no real point to that. And then I also didn't drink alcohol for four years as a mindfulness exercise. Ditto the no-point realization. Now I am glad to have coffee and wine/beer in my life.secret agent womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03763879283931347382noreply@blogger.com