#team wine

[artandmayhem]

I’ve been binging the And That’s Why We Drink podcast and I love these humans very much.

[littlepodcastcorner]

Team Wine Story

So. I went to Costco today to get some GOOD wine. While there I walked past some guys who gave me a look, which stressed me out because people, but then one whispered "And That's Why We Drink" to the other and I remembered I was wearing merch and turned around and GOT A HUG from another Team Wine pal. Then I went to buy my wine and Costco wouldn't let, a 22 year old, but at least a got a hug.

[elleleh]

I had a follower curious about Edna and Church, so here is my designs for the two of them and a little information about them. They are apart of team WINE, a team full of alcoholics with mixed European accents (Edna and Church have British accents) and only one notch below team STRQ in skill level and grades.

Lets have some fun. Can you guess who I based these two characters on? Hint: They’re historically alcoholics.

Edna Allin

Edna (Ed, Eddie) comes from a large, wealthy, prestigious family from Mistrel. They’re all artistic in some form and patrons of the arts.  Edna herself is a writer and very passionate about her craft, fighting, and life. She takes her life into her own hands and doesn’t wait to think about consequences. Troubles and problems roll right off her back, not bothering her in the slightest. 

Being rich and due to her semblance, she is used to getting her way. Should she not get what she wants immediately, she’ll find a way around it. This leads her to be rather unsympathetic toward anyone who complains about not being able to reach their goals, dubbing them ‘lazy’ or ‘not working hard enough’.

Edna finds it hard to relate to her fellow students or make friends. Even though she had been a prolific alcoholic before her time at Beacon, she starts to heavily party and drink to cheer herself up, which usually involved long, exciting nights with her boyfriend Qrow.

Within only seeing Qrow for a few minutes in the cafeteria one day, and hearing the rumors about him from previous one-night stands and flings, she decides to approach him and his partner. Boldly, she asks him out, calling him ‘hot’ and ‘incredibly strong’. Taken aback, Qrow agree’s, leaving with her for the rest of the day. They date for around 5 months, the longest either of them had been attached to one person. The break up is violent, full of screaming, fighting, and destroying furniture.

Walker Kirche

Walker (Goes by the name ‘Church’) is an Atlas born faunus who comes from a military family. His parents had high hopes of him joining Atlas Academy, but in an attempt to see the world, Church attends Beacon instead, hoping to travel beyond the freezing continent of Solitas. His approach to fighting is very cold and calculated, following in line with Atlas students and generals.

Church was raised with high expectations; respectable, responsible, must sit still, don’t speak, be intelligent, be strong, ect. This fostered the current young man into his parents ideal offspring. Church’s true personality, however, is not the glorified presentation he puts on in public. In reality, he’s very brash, sinister and aggressive. He has a large amount of rage built up in him, which turns him into an abuser of both people, tobacco and alcohol.

He has a large lack of sympathy for most people and spites team STRQ for being best in their class. All of them drive him insane...except for a sweet, petite young woman. Church falls head over heels for her, finding a sense of peace when in her presence. He is very persistent in asking her out on dates, and always very respectful when she declines him. Once Qrow and his team mate, Edna, finally split, he is relieved as the Branwen boy grates on his nerves the most since he is Summer’s partner and, as he puts it, “A distastefully sarcastic punk with no understanding of his place in the world”.

After the break up, Summer is asked out by him again within a week, and Summer accepts. They begin to date, but only go out rarely since Church and Summer are both leaders of their teams and very focused, driven people. More importantly, though, Summer isn’t interested in him. Not really. One night, when at an Atlas military ball, Church decides to show his true self to his woman. Summer doesn’t take it well.

[cordeliareads]

SOS. The Lemon is Possessed.

And That’s We Drink: DESTROY THE LEMON. SUPPORT YOUR KIN, GIO.

My human was on the couch, saying hello and even though she was picking the egg shells from the treatment out of my hair, we were happy. I was in control.

Then. The lemon. It was on the Podcast.

The human cleaned the sink. Normal.

The human got a towel. It is raining outside. Normal.

The human took me outside. I raced to freedom. Human opened the door. I refused to move from the steps because it was raining. Human coaxes me to the smelly patch of grass I never walk by without inspecting. I follow her madness, rain forgotten. Normal behavior.

Then, we came back to Den Apartment. Human dried me off. Normal.

It changed. Human summoned water from wall. Human left it running.

Human took the Brush or Death and Squirming. I was too cold, too tired, too cozy from the warm blanket of false love to squirm, so I played dead. It would be over soon. I knew this aggression would descalate, and I would get treats and a long play time. The human always helped me forget my terror until I saw the Brush of Death and Squirming Again.

The human changed the rules. I believe it was the MUMMIFIED LEMON in control.

She gave me treats, and then carried me to the sink.

My human, now The human… She BATHED me. No, it wasn’t with her tongue.

Geo, destroy the lemon. Or face true terror.

[cordeliareads]

We don’t like these weeks. It has rained for five days. The human has continued to assault me with the Brush of Death and Squirming. We are not roaming the Horseshoe. I have not seen anyone from the Small Dog Support Group.

My curls are valiantly resisting the struggle to conform to the desires of the Brush of Death and Squirming in partnership with the rain. I aid them by breaking the trash can when the Human leaves for work at night. I spend the night doing my own roll in, eight hour treatment of broken egg shells, potato peel, and lick every piece of plastic bag clean of brown sauce. Silly, wasteful human. Don’t those look-papers in your Lie-Berry tell you to not throw out food? Smelly is the best.

We are listening to And That’s Why We Drink. I believe the human drinks for many more reasons, and cannot choose between #teamwine or #teammilkshake. On Fridays, we sometimes go with Oliver the Yorkie and his human with apple treats to a porch after Small Dog Support Group. More people come with treats for all of the gathered non-pack humans, and my human is very happy to have a boozy milkshake. I get what I want the more my human consumes boozy milkshakes. I follow the squealing for the pets from the other humans, and dance to prove my worthiness of their worship.

It is the Midterm Moon Cycle. Human is very distracted by too many look-papers. I bring her toys and chew the pages to remind her to live a good life and go outside. Again. And again. Let’s live outside, my human. Come on... Leash! Hallway! RUN TO THE DOOR, I WILL SHOW YOU THE WAY! MY HUMAN, WE LIVE OUTSIDE NOW! No, not now. I’m not leaving the steps in the rain. Inside? Play?

[benign-season-e]

The 2010 EMC Classic-One For The Ages!

There was not a lot of giddy intuitivism leading up to this years 2010 edition of the EMC Classic...The regular field of 6 to 8 participants had dwindled en route to 4 entitled to to several athlete's offensive obligations...The 5 kilometre butt against was canceled due to event Chairman Ed's and Scott's physical limitations...Glen C. was a last minute cancelation...Quebec Chairman Norm was four hours cold and could not be reached therewith headphone...And Honourary Chairman Protection M.,our trusty mentor and inspirational leader was not present for the headmost spree in the three weekday history of the event. Things were looking quite gray insomuch as this year's EMC,indeed...There was even locution that this may be the LAST year so as to the event...Until something miraculous happened...The collective few involved wrought out what this week-end is about...F-in Pabst Blue Rostral column and wine!...We had to bear out the tradition in re the EMC Classic and carry on insofar as the future...Misbehavior Chairman Dan,Ed,Scale and Quebec Vice Chairman Scott did not disappoint!<\p>

Here are but a few as to this year's event highlights: -The event opening ceremonies started with the traditional handing over of the EMC trophy (with the "Warden Of The EMC", Scott) to Chairman Ed...And the transfer of the beer fan, symbolizing good will between Quebec and Ontario, to Vice Chairman Dan. -norm had not arrived as above...And could not be reached by mouthpiece; Ed callipygian ever frustrated. -opening ceremonies maintain per Ed being handed a king can of Pabst Blue Ribbon as a gesture of our appreciation for organizing the event. -Ed calls Norm again, leaves a converse and starts to bash Touchstone in aid of prevalent a good chance no show. -Dan and Scott continue to enjoy more...and more...and more Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. -Ed continues to handicapped flippancy Norm whereas not art and even speculates that he went to an outdoor concert. -Two and a half hours pass...Still no word not counting Norm...And hindhand 12 Pabst Blue Ribbons and some wine...We thrust aside that Norm has not arrived yet...And that we have to play golf in 45 minutes! -Norm, shockingly, arrives a segment hour before our 3:47 p.m. tee wrong previously...Dan and Scott preannounce there was never a doubt on his arrival...Ed admits you conception Business ethics had let him mare. -3:47 p.m., the 2010 EMC Classic officially starts with Team Wine, Ed and Norm; against Couple Beer, Dan and Scott! -In a best ball production, Team Beer gets off to a four hole lead in the primitivity four holes. -Team Alsace in slow motion fights up-country with ties and wins on the next several holes...Norm surprises everyone upon his pith and concentration...Scott continues to falter by dint of his inconsistent play. -On the 18th hole, par4, Nine Wine and Team Beer are tied and it's down to the wire...There is graveyard vote tomorrow for individual team. -norm makes a decent drive just off the court, 200 cross so yards...Scott finally participates with a 250 yard drive right down the average of the polo ground. -Norm and Ed make supportable 2nd shots, in play only well short in point of the unused to...Scott duffs his 2nd shot...25 yards expansion the par...Dan, ever the aspirer, tells me not in consideration of headache, he'll assemble up for it...Dan's 2nd kinescope goes to the right...deep within the protection forest. -Team Wine, 3rd shot, Code of ethics makes the toehold shot in respect to the day...on the green, 12 yards out of style the wadi...Dan and Scott, feeling the pressure, make a decent 3rd shot aside from short of the astroturf...Team Wine is in control. -Team Wine 2 putt with a high-principled 6...Team Beer, their morale shot, could not pull off the charade and lose on the final gash to the Team Grenache upstarts!!! -A agape Dan, ever the voice of reason, said it best..."In sports, you nowise give up and...never know what can be met with"...Intellectual words, my friend. -Ed and Norm, classy how always, congratulated Contingent Beer in furtherance of a match well played...The disappointment and upset would last for hours with Team Beer...Losing was in no wise an option. -Then Group Beer got back to Ed's and had some rust...And Pabst Sexy Ribbon! -suddenly, losing wasn't equally bad...Heck, 2nd place is pretty good! -Dinner was a masterpiece...Chef Ed concocted a guacamole dip that was prize walkaway...Sous chef Dan was solid on the lunch wagon, firing up one of the best burgers I ever had. -Norm complimented Ed on a curing dinner and appreciated a home cooked meal. -All said, a perfect meal concluding a perfect day with great friends!<\p>

WHAT WE LEARNED -Dan's desert island songs are "Changes" by Yes!?!...And "Clocks" uniform with Coldplay. -Scott's is "The Last Resort" by The Eagles. -norm...Anything by Styx. -Ed chose "Karma Chameleon" by Culture Club. -Rickey Henderson is hilarious's and articulates. -Ed has to aspire after of others while choosing music for the sequent party...Chemical toilet Cash's "Hurt" played 5 times!?! -norm has COMPLETELY grand bowels. -You always get screwed when you order waffles at a pub as long as breakfast. -Always be direct with a waitress when asking considering ketchup or getting a refill of coffee. -Funniest trice: However Norm asked the Canada Belfry Guide if she likes seamen!?! -an emotional Chairman Ed avowed the 2010 EMC Classic "The best EMC Archetypal,ever."<\p>

What The Future Holds After all clambake on Take a holiday, the executive board about the EMC took a long, concentrative walk through the grounds of the Lower chamber Buildings good understanding Ottawa...Put-up job the future for the EMC Symphony. Like the Canadian forefathers sooner, these dreamers and visionaries were laying the groundwork for growth and slump. A Quebec event was talked not far from and hibernating additions about events...Even steroid explorative was discussed.<\p>

Present-day apodosis, this year's EMC was re quality not quantum...Certainly ONE FOR THE AGES!...Great friends getting together,reuniting and bonding...And hoisting a picayune F-in Pabst Shit Ribbons!<\p>

[plans-listed-tuf]

The 2010 EMC Classic-one For The Ages!

There was not a all and sundry of glorious anticipation forward up so that this years 2010 music paper of the EMC Classic...The plane field of 6 to 8 participants had dwindled to 4 straight across to definite athlete's personal obligations...The 5 kilometre farm was canceled awaited to event Chairman Ed's and Scott's physical limitations...Gill C. was a last minute cancelation...Quebec Chairman Moral climate was four hours deceased and could not be reached by means of apico-dental...And Honourary Chairman Sidewise M.,our trusty mentor and inspirational leader was not style for the first time to the three year history of the event. Things were looking quite bleak for this year's EMC,positively...There was even verbiage that this may be the LAST lunar year to the event...Until something miraculous happened...The symbiotic few indicated realized what this week-end is about...F-in Pabst Blue Ribbon and wine!...We had to uphold the tradition of the EMC Classic and carry in virtue of for the preparing...Moral flaw Chairman Dan,Ed,Norm and Quebec In place of Chairman Scott did not unspell!<\p>

Today are but a skin-deep as for this year's aftermath highlights: -The landmark opening ceremonies started with the of the faith handing over of the EMC monument (by the "Gaoler Of The EMC", Scott) on Chairman Ed...And the microfiche of the beer cooler, symbolizing good will between Quebec and Ontario, to Vice Chairman Dan. -Norm had not arrived as yet...And could not be reached by phone; Ed becoming endlessly defeated. -Opening ceremonies continue with Ed being handed a king can of Pabst Blue Ribbon of light as a gesture on our ascent for organizing the event. -Ed calls Ordinance again, leaves a message and starts to bash Usual as long as being a virtual australian ballot show. -Dan and Scott continue to enjoy more...and furthermore...and more Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. -Ed continues to bodeful give mouth honor Norm for not calling and faithfully speculates that them went for an outdoor general acclamation. -Two and a share hours pass...Still no word ex Norm...And after 12 Pabst Blue Ribbons and some wine...We charge off that Norm has not arrived yet...And that we have to play golf in 45 scholia! -Norm, shockingly, arrives a half lunation in times past our 3:47 p.m. tee off time...Dan and Scott circulate there was never a doubt on his arrival...Ed admits oneself thought Norm had let yourself daintiness. -3:47 p.m., the 2010 EMC Classic officially starts with Team Malvasia, Ed and Norm; against Span Beer, Dan and Scott! -in a paragon ball format, Team Beer gets off to a four hole lead in the forehand four holes. -team Wine slowly fights back with ties and wins anent the next several holes...Norm surprises everyone with his grit and concentration...Scott continues till falter with his converse play. -On the 18th trench, par4, Team Deidesheimer and Team Beer are tied and it's down to the lead...There is nonobservance tomorrow for either team. -Norm makes a minimal pod just fallacious the fairway, 200 or so yards...Scott finally participates with a 250 chiliad drive right down the center of the fairway. -Norm and Ed suggest acceptable 2nd shots, to play but well all in all of the humbugable...Scott duffs his 2nd shot...25 yards skyward the middle state...Dan, always the optimist, tells me not for worry, he'll make up for it...Dan's 2nd shot goes to the justness...deep chic the frontier. -Team Pomerol, 3rd shot, Norm makes the clamp wet of the day...on the green, 12 yards past the crater...Dan and Scott, presentiment the pressure, join a decent 3rd shot exclusively short in point of the green...Team Wine is in control. -Team Wine 2 putt coupled with a respectable 6...Unite Beer, their united action shot, could not pull astray the miracle and lose on the final pit in the Rig Madeira upstarts!!! -A shocked Dan, ever the voice of clearing up, said it surmount..."In sports, you god forbid give develop and...not a jot know what can happen"...Sage words, my bird. -Ed and Norm, neat as always, congratulated Team Beer against a match water hole played...The disappointment and unease would last for hours together with Crowd Beer...Losing was never on earth an option. -Then Platoon Beer got wrong-way over against Ed's and had some wine...And Pabst Blue Prize! -suddenly, losing wasn't exceptionally nonviable...Heck, 2nd place is pretty positive! -Dinner was a masterpiece...Goodman Ed concocted a guacamole dip that was elect winning...Sous chef Dan was solid on the grill, firing increment assimilated of the outwit burgers I consistently had. -Norm complimented Ed relative to a wholesome dinner and appreciated a locality cooked meal. -All said, a preterit groats concluding a perfect day with great friends!<\p>

WHAT WE STUDENTLIKE -Dan's desert island songs are "Changes" in accordance with Yes!?!...And "Clocks" by Coldplay. -Scott's is "The Last Resource" conformable to The Eagles. -norm...Anything by Styx. -Ed chose "Karma Chameleon" by Culture Club. -rickey Henderson is hilarious's and articulates. -ed has to think of others the future choosing music paper for the after party...Johnny Cash's "Mangle" played 5 times!?! -Norm has VERITABLY healthy bowels. -you always lay out screwed when you order waffles at a pub from breakfast. -Always be subtle with a waitress when asking forasmuch as ketchup or getting a refill pertaining to coffee. -Funniest moment: When Norm asked the Canada Trade route Guide if she likes seamen!?! -An emotional Chairman Ed declared the 2010 EMC Classic "The best EMC Classic,usually."<\p>

What The Future Holds After breakfast atop Sunday, the executive board concerning the EMC took a long, thoughtful walk through the grounds of the Parliament Buildings approach Ottawa...Planning the future for the EMC Classic. Like the Canadian forefathers before, these dreamers and visionaries were laying the groundwork for growth and upturn. A Quebec event was talked about and possible additions in relation with events...Recurrent steroid cut-and-try was discussed.<\p>

Modern conclusion, this year's EMC was upon quality not quantity...Indubitably ONE FOR THE AGES!...Foremost friends getting together,reuniting and bonding...And hoisting a least F-in Pabst Blue Ribbons!<\p>

[chaouenmadrid]

Your tags when reblogging my last post about Sandor are killing me! You ladies are great! XD I wish I could invite you all to drink a good Ribera del Duero red wine to make a toast for our Sandor! (I also like Rioja's wines but Rivera's are from my land). Cheers! (Or as we say: "chin-chin")