Ramen Noodles and Gin
I’d been living off Ramen Noodles and gin
With a little raisin bran tossed in
For fiber
Until I ran out of milk
And cereal
Then it was just Ramen Noodles and gin
With an olive or two tossed in
For nutritional content
I fed the ice cubes from the martini shaker to the dog
To calm him down
And keep him from swiping my drinks when I wasn’t looking
I had to make a choice, Ramen Noodles or gin
The olive supply was getting thin
The vermouth was holding out (doesn’t it always?)
But the gin was down
To Nothing
I was living off cigarettes and gin
With whatever the dog could catch thrown in
For protein…usually
He keeps himself skinny
Just in case
I decide to stop drinking
Agin
10 Comments:
The kind of poem I can really appreciate. If you check "Contact Ivan" in my blog, you might be able to see why. Journeyman alky.
Sweetheart, sardines are cheaper than noodles, are better for you and might also do the dog some good. Kinda hard on the old social life though.
Adversity hasn't hurt your writing any. Enjoyed the poem.
Now taper off on beer if this can be done on Sheryl Crow's "ballbreaking moon."
Ah Ivan, I know. I read your post on moderation after I posted my own ode to the alcohol gods...
I love beer, and when going out restrict myself to a microbrewery, where there is no possibility of getting a shot as a beer chaser...too many problems have resulted from too many shots. Of course I prefer stout...but its for the flavor (the strongest tasting is not always the strongest beer). At home, where I don't need to drive, or speak, or do anything but refrain from sending my mom emails that I shouldn't (frankenstein), dammit, I want some hard liquor!
Sardines, eh? You would love my friend Comrade...a Swede to the core. She gave me a can of "fish balls" just to see what I could do with them...I'm still testing recipies.
In reality its a little bit of chicken with ramen noodles or cous cous, and frozen veggies. The thing that really drives me nuts is that all of the foods that are actually good for you (fresh veggis, fresh fruit, etc.) are the ones that are most expensive. I live in a country where it is possible to be obese and malnourished at the same time...
I have lost my place in the country, but I remain a container gardener.
If you put in lettuce seeds, beans and onions right now, they will come up in about two weeks. Any old barrel or flowerpot full of loam will do. I call the thing a herb garden and there are some herbs, but my neighbours know for sure.
You can take the country out of the peasant...
Hi Ginger,
Just thought I'd stop by and make sure ole Ivan stayed on a short leash. Heh, heh.
I scanned through your rooms here a bit. Good writing.
Ginger,
A correspondent to my blog, one "ace zop" has made some thoughtful and rather tender remarks about your "passion" comment on my blog.
I only wish my own response had been as sensitive as "Ace Zop's"
Ivan
Ginger,
A correspondent to my blog, one "ace zop" has made some thoughtful and rather tender remarks about your "passion" comment on my blog.
I only wish my own response had been as sensitive as "Ace Zop's"
Ivan
A fifth of Gin,
A box of Milk Bones,
A jar of Olives,
Fuck the Vermouth.
Ramen Noodles by the case,
Raisen Bran?
Who gets up before noon anyway?
Can of tuna in the Ramen...
Shaken not Stired,
A life's motto.
Keep the ice tray full,
And your pinky extended.
Writing, blogging,
The intensity is great, inspiring,
You have that raw quality,
That we love so,
Ms. Hill,
You are one of a kind,
A toast,
To a free spirit.
Thank you Microe!
I think you're faboo too ;-)
Ginger you crack me up! Ahhh the life of an unemployed batchlorette! What bliss!
(that Ivan-guy confuses the hell out of me)
Confucious say, "Woman who fly plane upside-down..."
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