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Friday the 13th. Harvest Moon. You better drink heavily.


I like the new e-scooters. I like drinking. I also like to combine them, but it's not advised.

Drinking and driving an electric scooter doesn't mix, according to a new study.

Researchers reported serious injuries like brain bleeding or fractures that have happened while riding an electric scooter (e-scooter). Alcohol and drugs were a factor in many of these crashes.

Number One Drunks? The British

I find it hard to believe they beat out the Scots. I suspect the Scots were included under "Brits."

BRITISH PEOPLE GET drunk more than any other people in the world, according to a new survey.

The 2019 Global Drug Survey found that Brits get drunk more times per year than people of any of the other 36 nationalities surveyed. The average British person described themselves as getting drunk 51.1 times in a 12-month period, or about once per week.

Antibiotics: Hangover Cure?

The world's first genetically engineered probiotic comes in a thumb-sized glass bottle, a Silicon Valley facsimile of Alice in Wonderland's "drink me" potion. Designed to make you feel better after a night of drunken debauchery, it's already been dubbed by some as a "hangover cure."

The truth is more complex.

Unlike Lewis Carroll's imagined drink, this bottle is full of living organisms bumping against one other. The trillions of microbes inside the vial have never existed on Earth before. Under a microscope, they look like tiny, pink pills.

The fuzzballs in the potion, dubbed ZB183, are genetically modified bacteria, created by San Francisco startup ZBiotics and specially engineered to alleviate the awful after-effects of a big night out.

Feel-Good Story of the Month

Oh, oh. I hate Guineness and . . . . I think I have only a few hours to live.

These 95-Year-Old Twins Say “No Sex And Plenty Of Guinness” Are Their Keys To A Long Life.

Feel-Good Story of the Year

I was never a Miller High Life fan, but it's great to see that it's back in style, albeit partly in a retro/nostalgic way.

High Life is what my uncle who refuses to buy a smart phone or use email drinks. High Life is what some of my dad's buddies used to bring to our summer BBQ's in the 70s. And ok, fine, thanks to a recent rash of stories about craft brewers' guilty-pleasure beers (guilty as charged), we now know that the makers of our favorite stouts and imperial IPAs drink MHL when they're mountain biking or smoking a bowl.