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Favorite Trivia – PARTYING
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| Epicurus – Greek philosopher (3rd C. B.C.) – “Pleasure is the highest goal of life.”
Don Juan – Lord Byron |
| Xerxes – 5th C. Persian king who was a famous voluptuary. He offered a reward to those who could invent for him a new pleasure.
Lord Byron – Don Juan (notes) |
| Tepoztecate – Aztec God of drunken merriment
Barbara Holland – The Joy of Drinking |
| Bed: “No civilized person ever goes to bed the same day he gets up.”
Evan Esar – Esar’s Comic Dictionary |
| Be Drunk – Charles Baudelaire (trans. William M. Davis)
“Be drunk, always. Nothing else matters; this is our sole concern. To ease the pain as Time’s dread burden weighs down upon your shoulders and crushes you to earth, you must be drunk without respite. Drunk with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please. But be drunk. And if sometimes, on the steps of palaces, on the green grass in a ditch, in the dreary solitude of your room, you should wake and find your drunkenness half over or fully gone, ask of wind or wave, of star or bird or clock, ask of all that flies, of all that sighs, moves, sings, or speaks, ask them what time it is; and wind, wave, star, bird, or clock will answer: ‘It is time to be drunk! To throw off the chains and martyrdom of Time, be drunk; be drunk eternally! With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please.'” |
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“I am in a state of permanent intellectual erection, and all my desires are granted.” Salvador Dali – Diary of A Genius |
| “I know a man who gave up smoking, drinking, sex and rich food. He was healthy right up to the time he killed himself.”
Johnny Carson |
| Socrates at the start of an evening symposium would say: “So far as drinking is concerned, gentlemen, you have my approval. Wine moistens the soul and lulls our grief to sleep while it also wakens kindly feelings. Yet I suspect that men’s bodies react like those of growing plants. When a god gives plants too much water to drink they can’t stand up straight and the winds flatten them, but when they drink exactly what they require they grow straight and tall and bear abundant fruit, and so it is with us.”
Alec Waugh – In Praise of Wine |
| “Wild Nights—Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury!…”
Emily Dickinson |
| One night in late October, When I was far from sober, Returning with my load with manly pride, My feet began to stutter, So I lay down in the gutter, And a pig came near and lay down by my side; A lady passing by was heard to say: “You can tell a man who boozes, By the company he chooses,” And the pig got up and slowly walked away. |
N.S. “Soggy” Sweat’s Whisky Speech (1952): “You ask me how I feel about liquor . . . If when you say whisky you mean the devil’s brew, the poison scourge that defiles innocence, dethrones reason, destroys thy home . . . then certainly I am against it. But . . . if when you say whisky you mean the oil of conversation, the philosophic wine, the ale that is consumed when good fellows get together, that puts a song in their hearts and laughter on their lips and the warm glow of contentment in their eyes… if you mean the drink that enables a man to magnify his joy and happiness and to forget, if only for a little while, life’s great tragedies and heartaches and sorrows . . . then certainly I am for it.”
J. Reed – Queen of the Turtle Diary |
| “My wife and I lived all alone In a little brown shack we called our own She loved beer and I loved rum Tell you what it was, oh it was fun. Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Little Brown Jug how I love thee, Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Little Brown Jug how I love thee. Had I a cow that gave such milk I would dress her in the finest silk Feed her on the choicest hay And I’d milk her twenty times a day. Chorus:…”
Joseph E. Winner – Little Brown Jug |
| “There cannot be enough humor research conferences in the world to require the specificity of a North East Texas Humor Research Conference… I’ve come here in the name of science, in order to find out more about the mental artillery factory responsible for making puns before Punderdome returns in March… There’s a buffet of warmed-over spring rolls and crab cakes in chafing dishes, resting on a table draped in the school’s colors, blue and gold…. I load up on spring rolls, perch on a tongue-couch, and peruse the itinerary while working up to a state of mingle-readiness.”
Away With Words: An Irreverent Tour Through The World of Pun Competitions – Joe Berkowitz |
