Thursday, May 31, 2007

Kakistocracy


I do not own this book (yet) but after reading this excerpt I am convinced that not only will I own it but that it should be required reading for anyone past the age of 16.
You can't vote at the age of 16 but if you're interested in
voting at 16 that passion may carry over to the time when you can vote.
This country belongs to its citizens, not to the elite that have molded it into their playpen. Here now, is Al Gore's "The Assault On Reason"

Not long before our nation launched the invasion of Iraq, our longest-serving Senator, Robert Byrd of West Virginia, stood on the Senate floor and said: "This chamber is, for the most part, silent—ominously, dreadfully silent. There is no debate, no discussion, no attempt to lay out for the nation the pros and cons of this particular war. There is nothing. We stand passively mute in the United States Senate."
Why was the Senate silent?
In describing the empty chamber the way he did, Byrd invited a specific version of the same general question millions of us have been asking: "Why do reason, logic and truth seem to play a sharply diminished role in the way America now makes important decisions?" The persistent and sustained reliance on falsehoods as the basis of policy, even in the face of massive and well-understood evidence to the contrary, seems to many Americans to have reached levels that were previously unimaginable.
A large and growing number of Americans are asking out loud: "What has happened to our country?" People are trying to figure out what has gone wrong in our democracy, and how we can fix it.
To take another example, for the first time in American history, the Executive Branch of our government has not only condoned but actively promoted the treatment of captives in wartime that clearly involves torture, thus overturning a prohibition established by General George Washington during the Revolutionary War.
It is too easy—and too partisan—to simply place the blame on the policies of President George W. Bush. We are all responsible for the decisions our country makes. We have a Congress. We have an independent judiciary. We have checks and balances. We are a nation of laws. We have free speech. We have a free press. Have they all failed us? Why has America's public discourse become less focused and clear, less reasoned? Faith in the power of reason—the belief that free citizens can govern themselves wisely and fairly by resorting to logical debate on the basis of the best evidence available, instead of raw power—remains the central premise of American democracy. This premise is now under assault.
American democracy is now in danger—not from any one set of ideas, but from unprecedented changes in the environment within which ideas either live and spread, or wither and die. I do not mean the physical environment; I mean what is called the public sphere, or the marketplace of ideas.
Considering the events of the last 6 years I can't help but read this and wonder on what might have been.



Saturday, May 26, 2007

Drink of the week


Thought maybe I'd to this on time for change. This week we're reverting back to a classic. This weeks tasty beverage is a dose that has literally been described as "a classic staple when you can’t be bothered thinking about what you want, without ever disappointing the palate".

Ladles and Germs I give you the Gin and Tonic.

I'm obligated to offer up the recipe and the cost but let's face it folks if you can't make this drink for yourself you need to start signing up for those AA meetings because you're officially pissing off us drinkin' folk.

Cost may vary between $4 - $8

The Dice Man cometh (NSFW)

When I was in my early 20's I was a big Dice Clay fan. He was so extreme that I just couldn't possibly take him seriously so I was (and still am) able to enjoy it for the entertainment its designed to be. I can't tell you exactly how many times I've seen Ford Fairlaine but its at least 3 dozen. Recently I saw him on one of those VH1/MTV Celeb Reality shows and had to turn away because I felt bad for him. Oh how the mighty have fallen.

With all of that said he was on CNN at some point for about a minute and ten seconds. What'd they think they were gonna get?



On the off chance that, like me, seeing this made you long for some the old Dice Man material here he his giving us his more memorable version of our favorite nursery rhymes. Remember how overly sensitive we all were back in the late 80's and early 90's? Potato heads.

Friday, May 25, 2007

The House always wins



But could a pro be fooled by such chicanery?

Copperfield is gonna be pissed

I'm one of those guys that believes in magic. I consider myself to relatively perceptive and fairly intelligent but I also believe that some things just can't be explained. This however is not one of them.

Cube News

For those of you stuck in that "dead end job" here's a message from Kim.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

The Admiral


Tomorrow is Friday the 25th which marks a full fortnight since my surgery. That means 14 straight days of being for all in tents and porpoises FUCKING HELPLESS! Obviously I'm handling it well.


As a side note the tents and porpoises crack was not me getting a cliche' wrong. I digress.


In my stead The Admiral has been carrying the load. To say that I love her for it would be a gross understatement. Still I'm going to use this post as an opportunity to express to her (again) both my gratitude and sheer adoration.


I LOVE YOU BABY!


'Nuff said



Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Drink of the week


While over at Cyemm's the other night I heard a phrase that I hadn't heard in quite a bit. "Panty Dropper". In the context that it was used it was an adjective but the dilemma that I have is that it could have very well been a noun. There is a beverage that one could order at their local establishment known as the Panty Dropper.


Now we men have often used the phrase to describe a drink that would help us *ahem* fast forward to the entertainment portion of the evening. Sad to say that even I have stooped to such a level in the past. Fuck you for judging me.


Problem number two - I just found out (during the research portion of this post) that there are multiple recipes for this damn thing. Not in such a way that you could say what the standard is. There's a "fruity" version and one that is a lot closer to the White Russian. While I will list the 3 main recipes that I've found I'm going to crown the one made here in Seattle as the official Panty Dropper recipe. And if you don't like it write your own blog ya bum.


Official Panty Dropper Recipe

1 shot of Kahlua (substitute any available coffee liqueur), 1 shot of sloe gin, fill with half & half and serve over ice.


Other recipes worth trying

1 shot Vodka, 1 shot Blueberry Schnapps, 1 shot Cranberry juice

or

1 shot Vodka, 1 shot Captain Morgan's, fill with Pepsi and serve over ice


Should you find yourself in a situation where you must resort to such drastic measures it is my duty to inform you that the average cost is $6 - $7. Expect to buy at least 4 of these babies to *cough* get the job done.


BTW in case you havn't guessed by now, the pre-preggo pic of Salma served no purpose at all.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

With Great Power...





Finally managed to see Spider-Man 3 this afternoon and although I don't regret going it wasn't as good as I'd hoped it would be. In fact I believe The Admiral's exact words were "eh, it was ok". Which gets me to thinking...how many solid trilogies have there been? By "solid" I mean trilogies where all three movies where good in their own right and could have stood on there own merit.




There have been problems with most of them. For starters consider The Holy Trilogy (that would be the original Star Wars movies for anyone that isn't a Sci Fi geek like I am). A New Hope was brilliant. "Empire" is widely recognized as the best of the 3. But the only people I know of that think that "Jedi" was a great movie are girls ("those Ewoks are so cute" cue the eye roll and stifled groan). Which means I'm going to start my blasphemy early and say that this series does not qualify as a "solid" trilogy.




The Matrix trilogy was laughable. Wow they really didn't ever plan on moving any further than the first film. The first two X-men movies were solid but the 3rd installment felt both campy and rushed. Lethal Weapon didn't have the good sense to stop at 3 movies which means that thanks to Chris Rock and friends they don't qualify for this exercise either.




LOTR was much too long and i could actually feel my life passing before my eyes as they tried to close out the 3rd movie. Sometimes you don't really need to stick to the book letter for letter.




In fact the only trilogy that even comes close to being a completely successful series are the Indiana Jones movies. Raiders was phenomenal. Temple of Doom was different enough to keep sparking our interest and Crusade was both exciting and witty. Sean Connery's "we named the dog Indiana" is still one of the all time best movie quotes.
But that's it. Its the only one I can really turn to and say, "yep solid all the way thru".

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Don't make me beg!




Someone please buy this for me


Foreshadowing (or "Do you like apples?")


By now we've all seen this but it's worth the occasional repost. Keep in mind the movie was released in 1997. Fucking brilliant I tell ya...
Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.?
That's a tough one, but I'll give it a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed.
Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks.
Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic.
So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks 'cause the schrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorroids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State.
So what do I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Shrekalinda

Nuff said


Colt Seavers returns


One of my co-workers has a fantastic idea. The idea is good enough to actually make money and who knows one day we may all say "I heard about the guy that thought that up". The name of his imagined organization is "Fall Guy". Ideally there'd be a website for it. I've checked and as of 5/16/07 http://www.fallguy.com/ is still available.

The premise behind FG is simple. Say you're an athlete, actor/actress, or someone else famous and you've just been busted by some authority figure for what would generally amount to a minor transgression. Maybe you got caught with a weed pipe in your car. You weren't smoking it at the time but it was still there when the cops pulled you over. Or maybe you got bagged during a prostitution sting operation. It could be that you have a cousin that is really into illegal dog fights. Perhaps you were at the strip club last night with your boys and shit got out of control and now someone is in intensive care.

This is where FG comes in. Here at FG we vow to step in during those "uncomfortable" public moments that celebrities often find themselves in. For a fee an FG representative will take the hit for you. Don't worry our operatives are well compensated during their tenure. And their "resumes" are ideal for this type of employment (now ex cons can find solid legal work with minimum risk. Hell, he might even be able to get Federal funding for this idea).

Think about it...this is a concept that we men are all too familiar with. At one point we've all had a buddy that was steppin out on his lady. You suspected it, hell maybe you even knew about it, and then the phone rang. It was his girlfriend/wife asking if you guys were having a good time. You choked down the "what do you mean" and muttered a "yah we're having a blast but he's in the bathroom right now praying to the porcelain goddess". She says tell him I called and closes with a small invocation of affection and you hang up. You've done your duty as a man. You've provided the "air cover" to his "ground assault" as it were. You congratulate yourself on your quick thinking and vow to have a talk with your buddy the next time you see him. After all, you've earned details.

This is the basis of Fall Guy. When the proverbial shit hits the fan FG will step in and say to anyone willing to listen "my bad". Or "is that where I left that". Or the ever favorite "I appreciate you trying to cover for me but I can't allow you to take the rap for that shit". Frickin Genius I tell ya.

Here's a list of our potential clients:

  • Eddy Murphy
  • Hugh Grant
  • Mike Vick
  • 2005 - 2006 Minnesota Vikings
  • Randy Moss
  • Paris Hilton
  • Brittany Spears
  • Lindsey Lohan
  • Tommy Lee
  • Ron Artest
  • William Jefferson Clinton
  • Newt Gingrich
  • Rush Limbaugh
  • Saddam Hussein

The list could go on forever. I'm telling you there is some serious merit in this idea. And now for no other reason than the fact that it gives me great delight, here is Lee Majors and the theme song to "The Fall Guy". Remember how hot Heather Thomas was back then?


Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Seacrest out...

Sorry for that title but I really couldn't help myself.

So another night of American Idol has come to a close. With a glass of Glenmorangie 18 in hand and the foot up on the couch The Admiral and I sat watching as the final three remaining performers put their best foot forward as it were. For those of you that don't really pay any attention to this (I'm more of a Survivor fan myself) here's who's left:



Jordin Sparks

Hailing from Arizona (she auditioned here in Seattle), and at the tender age of 17 Jordin actually reminds me of some of the very talented female R & B artist from the 80's. If you made me pick one person based on the entire presentation (let's face it singing is almost as much about looks as it is vocal talent) she'd be my choice.



Blake Lewis

Local (for The Admiral and I) boy gone big. If there's one contestant in the field that has a unique style their very own its Blake. During those occasions when he's on stage and truly in the moment he is (for lack of a better word) "groovy". I mean that as a compliment. I've already posted the Bon Jovi song he did and he does have the ability to turn an old favorite into something new and exciting.



Melinda Doolittle

Without question she is the most talented vocalist to take the stage for America Idol in its 6 seasons. I haven't seen all her performance (not by a longshot) but I'm assured that there have been few, if any, bad ones and several exceptional ones. As sheer singing ability goes she is without peer on the show and has been from the start. Her biggest hurdle will be her physical appearance (she looks like a troll).



Judge for yourself:

1. Vanilla Ice - Ok so he's not a "singer" but he still has more skill than Brit Brit. I refuse to comment on his alter ego and what's up with none of the judges recognizing the song? I know 311 didn't last long but give me a break guys.




2. Shrekalinda (seriously just look at her) - Couldn't tell you if it was one of her best but I LOVE this song way too much to pass up on this one.




3. Jordin (Piss off I'm partial) - Not the song I'd hoped to put up but the girl just exudes class in this clip.


Oh who the hell am I kidding? Shrek is going to win this thing by a landslide.

Monday, May 14, 2007

It's In The Game






I doubt that this is real but for all you "gamers" out there this is pretty
damn funny! (I have copied this "letter" in its entirety)




Lowest rated player on Madden 2007 fires angry letter to game creator.


To: John Madden


CC: Electronic Arts Sports


From: Ethan Albright


Re: Being the worst rated player on Madden ‘07





Hi, John,


My name is Ethan Albright. I play line for the Washington Redskins. You probably already knew that, so I’ll continue. I am writing in regards to the overall player rating of 53 that I have received in Madden NFL Football 2007. I feel that this is ****ing bullshit and you should kiss my mother-****ing ass. Ahmed Carroll was rated a 78 and the Packers just cut his ass on a Tuesday morning after his performance in a Monday night game. That is pretty terrible. The worst part is that his overall rating was sniffing 80.


You know what, John? Two can play this game. I rate you a ****ing 12. I rate you a ****ing 12 in Ethan Albright Football 2000-ever… except for in the category of ball-licking. That is where I will spot you a 98 rating. You will receive this score because I will never give your blubbery ass a 99 in any category. Take that, pencil-dick. Go do Al Micheals or something. Boom. Score one for Red Beard.


It’s also pretty wonderful that my awareness rating was 59. You make it sound like I wake up in the morning, helplessly shit and piss myself, then lose three of my teeth before I discover that I am trying to eat a rock for breakfast. ****, John, I understand you saying that I am slow and lacking athleticism, but a rating like this pretty much labels me as retarded. Rod “He Hate Me” Smart has a 52 in this category. Electronic Arts is saying that seven rating points separate me and the breathing embodiment of the perfect oxymoron. Rod Smart struggled to arrange words in sentence form. Cave men had better hold of the English language. The only actions that separate point values of ignorance at this embarrassing level are things like using your own toothbrush to wipe your ass. I basically edged out Rod by my lack of shit teeth. If I take a night school class, could you bump me up to a 60?



I guess I just can’t fathom the fact that I am the absolute worst player rated out of the entire NFL. ****, man, there are some shitty guys out there. Amongst everyone, I was rated the absolute worst.



I have received the impression that you feel that I am lacking in the agility category. I should consider a walk through my living room where I don’t crash trough a wall or kick over furniture a resounding success. My agility rating on your game is 33. It makes it sound like I just topple over if I start walking too fast. Ted Washington is rated a 40 in agility. He is listed at 365 ponds. If Ted Washington tied a white lady up and made her wear a metal bikini, he’d look just like Jabba the Hut.















Red Alert!


John, you are such a ****ing dick. I also noticed that my kick return rating was a 0. I was rated a ****ing zero? So you feel that I shouldn’t even receive a 10, or even a 5? You are pretty much saying that I couldn’t even fall forward on a ball kicked in my direction. I would just stand there and let the ball bounce off of my ****ing face. **** that, John, I returned an onside kick 6 yards in 2002. You should have just slapped a - 4 on me and had the EA staff ambush me with paintball guns.



Finally, I would like to comment on an unlikely topic, my pass coverage ratings. I see that I am a better at man-to-man coverage (31) than zone (21). **** me sideways with a lunchbox. Where did these scores even come from? How much time is spent coming up with the pass coverage ratings of offensive lineman? Can I have that job? Let’s see here, I think that Orlando Pace would be slightly better at jumping intermediate routes than Larry Allen. While I’m at it, I can assign the passing ratings for offensive lineman as well. I can use mine as a guide.


I was rated with a throwing power of 17 and accuracy of 16. Orlando Pace is has a 22 power and 17 accuracy rating. Did someone at EA really put time into figuring out that Orlando Pace edges out Ethan Albright in both throwing power and accuracy? I will challenge him any day. My horrible passer ratings are of greatest misfortune to my son, Red Beard Jr. The poor boy is not only hideously ugly and covered by freakishly large freckles. He also has to suffer through playing catch with me and my senile-elderly-woman-type passer ratings. A session of tossing the pigskin usually consists of me missing my son by thirty yards in sporadic directions. I led him in front of a fire truck once and my wife kicked my ass. This is because of my 76 toughness rating. Yes, a 76 is far better than the other ratings, but I’m a ****ing lineman, damn it. NFL Linemen are considered to be synonymous with toughness. According to your game, I am a retarded, uncoordinated, pussy-ass ****wad that can’t fall on a kickoff, throw, or spell. I am, however, slightly better at manning up on a receiver than dropping into zone coverage. You lose your mind more and more each year, old man.


**** you, John. Please expect to find red pubes in various meals you consume for the rest of your life. If you **** with Ethan Albright, you call down the thunder.



Rot in Hell,





Ethan Albright

Carrie Fisher Loves Chocolate...

Some of you will get this right off the bat and for others it may take a little bit longer.


Courtesy of the Purple Painted Wonder.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Drink of the week


As I was trying to decide what exotic concoction should be this weeks DOTW something remarkable occurred to me. When I lived in Monterey, CA (1994-1996) I would often frequent the local pubs (some things never change). My favorite drinking site, more for hook-up opportunity than anything else, was the Mucky Duck. Back then a pint of "good beer" ran $4. Go to any local pub today and you will find that a pint of "good beer" will still run you about $4. So in honor of this, I hereby declare this weeks DOTW to be the pub pint. Let's hope OPEC doesn't get their mitts on our beer.


Is "His Idiocy" a royal title?

Gledwood is on the other side of the pond but he has a fantastic video blog (http://gledwoodvideo.blogspot.com/) that is viewable to all of us. This "lil diddy" comes from Comedy Central via Gled.



BTW...Am I the only person that thinks that Her Majesty may not want to celebrate the American Bicentenial?

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Thank you 3m


nuff said

Alfie, Laura, and Blake

So here I am on hour 22 of sitting on my ass due to yesterdays surgery. I'm a little miffed that I'm going to miss Pip's Roller Derby debut today. This is something that I've been looking forward to for a very long time.

But ass sitting does have its benefits as it allows me to catch up a bit on some videos that I've been wanting to share. The second one is an absolute classic for all you Bushies.

This first one is something I found due to Yahoo, although it is worth noting that The Admiral has been listening to her for a few months now. Lily Allen was on their front page Thursday and as it looked like something I'd be interested in I made a note on a post it to check it out. I definately like her enough to delve into more. This particular song is "Alfie". It's kinda catchy and the lyrics are hillareous. Alfie is a bad ass, beer drinkin, weed smokin, wanker. And as for Lily...well...she's a cutie too.



It would be overly redundant of me to mention how much I dislike The President and his administration. There truly aren't enough words. This next video came to me courtesy of my boss. I had to beg him to send it to me after listening to him play it over and over again on Thursday. He was in stitches listening to it and after I saw it I was in tears.



As some of you know The Admiral is a big American Idol fan. Yesterday they were holding a parade in honor of Blake a few blocks down from our place and unfortunately being the loving wife that she is, she stayed home and watched over me. Actually she probably wouldn't have gone anyway (I don't think parades are her thing) so my being layed up made for a nice excuse. Now personally I think Blake is a bit gimmicky but I reckon there's nothing wrong with supporting the home town kid, and by support I mean wait 5 seconds before leaving the room when he's singing. That said here's a clip of Blake not butchering a Bon Jovi song. I'll go so far as to say that he managed to do a good job with it while putting it in his "unique" style. OK I LIKED IT DAMNIT!!! As a side note can I just say that I was in highschool when Slipper When Wet was released. Is Bon Jovi seriously criticizing someone that can't sing? The man screamed his way through his first 10 years. These 5 words I swear to you...give me a fucking break.

Friday, May 11, 2007

The Man From Atlantis

Which I suppose sounds a whole lot better than Flipper. Today is the day of my foot surgery. Say it with me class "Syndactylization". THEY'RE GONNA WEB TWO OF MY FRICKEN TOES TOGETHER FOR CRYIN OUT LOUD. Of course at work they've been calling me Flipper, Marine Boy, Freak (ok they may have been calling me that last one before now).

Of course with the way my brain works I can't get away from the thought of "I'm becoming Patrick Duffy. Either that or I'm becoming Martin Tupper. "Who's that?" you ask. Martin Tupper was the name of the lead character in a 1990's HBO show called "Dream On". Martin spent too much time watching movies and TV as a youth and as an adult everytime he was faced with something he would reflect back to a clip from one of the TV shows he watched. It was well done and highly entertaining at the time and the sadness of me comparing myself to a TV character who constantly reflected on other TV/Movie characters is not lost upon me.

Sigh...I am what I am...ugg ga ga ga ga (lame Popeye attempt)

And now without further adeui The Man From Atlantis




Wanna see me race a dolphin?

Sunday, May 6, 2007

The greatest commercial ever...at least for today

It's 10:13 and I'm declaring this ad as the greatest ad I've seen all week (or at least all day). Cut me some slack I'm on vacation

Thursday, May 3, 2007

Fists with your toes


Greetings from Minn-ah-sota. The flight to the Mid-west was mostly uneventful. Of course there's always the blatant embarrassment of realizing that you were caught snoring next to a complete stranger. Seriously, outside of church and an airplane can you do the head nod shuffle anywhere else? There I am, headphones on, nodding off (doing some sort of serious injury to my spine) practically knocking out my row mate by way of head butt.

Ah travel...

The brilliance of being a guy in the airport is that I immediately turn into John McLane. I'm looking for hidden terrorists. Not the kind that Dubya looks for but the covert kind. You know like the renegade Army Colonel that feels as if his country has let him down. Or the brother of a would be vault robber that decides that he can take on the coolest dude in The Big Apple. I digress. For you would-be-terrorist out there the baggage claim is directly adjacent to the escalator that leads to the terminal train. This would be after security by the way. This is when McLane does his best work. He's the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Someone please turn my random button off...

If you've ever had a bumpy landing you'll (maybe) appreciate this. I've solved the rough landing problem. Simple answer. From now on it should be required that the spouse of the Pilot travel with them. Can you imagine it? You're coming in for what would normally be a semi-uncomfortable landing when her head snaps over towards you and she says in that voice "you're coming in too fast", or maybe its the "don't you think you should bring up the nose a little bit?" All I'm suggesting is that the power of the nag is all reaching.

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

Drink of the week


I've been a bit neglectful here. I've been overly distracted with my upcoming vacation that all the voices have been focused on nothing more than golf. I'm happy to report that the Cerveza Open is merely days away!!!! Suhweet!!!!!

In my neglectful state I failed to offer up a D.O.T.W. for last week and before today had given little thought to this weeks tasty beverage. So without further adieu...

The Moscow Mule
Back in the 1950's Vodka became quite popular here in the U.S. Think about it folks. This is a time when Communism was nearing its height and the one alcohol that folks would readily associate with "Mother Russia" was Vodka (or as it was referred to at the time "White Whiskey").

It is surprisingly easy to make:

2 ounces vodka
1 ounce fresh-squeezed lime juice
4 ounces ginger ale or ginger beer

The amount of the ingredients may vary slightly based on personal taste. The Admiral perfers hers with a bit of an emphasis on the lime taste. It was traditionally served in a copper mug but trust me when I say that all of the more familiar serving styles will do nicely. The Admirals favorite is in a martini glass as shown here.

If you're interested it can be ordered at just about any nightclub for about $8 - $11. Wanna make it at home? You're budget will only be as limited as the type of Vodka you decide to use.

All in all it is a tasty yet affordable drink.