The Knowledge For Thirst is where Kevin Fanning and Joshua Allen sit around and jaw about beverages.
A good article about Cel-Ray, at Nextbook. Do all religions have their own special beverages? I wonder. Imagine what a funny list we could make, if we were so inclined. But we're not.
- #But if they're not going to deliver the random stuff that's hard to find at every single grocery and gas station in town, I'm not 100% sure what the point is. Yes this is another veiled reference to Baja Blast, so what.
- #The folks at Second Rate Snacks are doing top notch work in the field of Beverage Research, offering insightful analysis on topics such as "Mello Yello vs Mountain Dew", "Fresca vs Squirt," and "Sunkist vs Fanta vs Crush." This is exactly the kind of scientific inquiry that is going to put America back on top.
- #I had one of these the other day. I might review it, might not. The point I want to make is that the website really stresses me out for some reason. I don't know if it's the confusing flash interface or the ultra-hype techno assault, but the panic attacks that ensue definitely provide accurate synaesthesia for the effects of the beverage.
- #Some Russian variations on the new Pepsi logo.
- #Josh I know you were ready to make the new Coke designs your special girlfriend for a while back there, so I wondered if you had opinions on the new Pepsi stuff they've been talking about at Brand New. Like here and here and here.
It's interesting that Pepsi is trying to reinvent their look by pushing it in new and different directions, whereas Coke seems to be simplifying and looking backward. What does it all mean, I wonder.
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7 Comments
October 27th, 2008 at 9:18 pm
If I may offer some advice: use a straw. And put the straw back as far in your mouth as you can while still being able to suck on it. And then hold the straw firmly with your hand so you don’t gag yourself.
I speak from experience.
October 28th, 2008 at 8:54 pm
I was so into this site until I saw that you put ex into a drink…you completely lost my respect. Is there some subtle irony I’m missing, there? I don’t feel like there is.
October 29th, 2008 at 5:12 pm
can…..can i have some?
October 30th, 2008 at 1:33 am
@Jesse:
You silly bear. Listen, a little ex, a little meth, a little acid won’t kill you. It’ll take you to a different place, a good place, a wonderful, new, interesting place.
You know that little boy in a D.A.R.E. shirt that wiggles his finger and looks sternly at the other thought anthropomorphizations in your head when they start whispering to each other about having a ‘good time’?
Just close his eyes,
close his little eyes for the night
and take a sip.
November 7th, 2008 at 3:10 am
So, I’ve drank this stuff at least 10 times, because I have a medical issue that makes it very important to see how things are moving through my stomach. Let me tell you, you will gag the first time you will drink it. It’s super chalky and the flavoring just makes it worse. I ask for non flavored just so that the gross fakeness of the flavor doesn’t make me even sicker. I do NOT recommend the straw because it’s hard to suck through the straw,(did I mention it is super thick? I have had to do the straw before and it makes you gag even worse.) I recommend just your regular old chug. Big gulps, don’t think about it, just do it. Also, it will sit in your stomach like a dead weight, so be prepared so feel rather sick afterword. Also, should you drink more than 8 oz. you will most likely be constipated. Hope you enjoy your Barium smoothie, it’s my favorite elemental drink!
December 18th, 2008 at 11:12 pm
I had to have this (or a cousin of it) at the age of 21, and I read about how utterly awful it was going to taste–how it would be the most awful, heaviest, unpleasant, unenjoyable thing I had ever put into my mouth. To be sure, I can’t remember where I got this information from. It being 1995, I don’t think it was WebMD, but it could easily have been the precursor to WebMD: the Medical section at Barnes & Noble. I didn’t sleep for a couple days, and I worried constantly about every possible scenario–would I throw up, would it hurt, would a full medical staff stand there and be upset with me while I gagged, cried, and could not get it down? Would it be the end of my life? The day came, I hadn’t eaten, and the room was dark. I sat in the corner, on a cheap stool, and the nurse was my age, thin, pretty, and seemed charmingly a little dumb. The doctor looked like a professor. He gave me the cup of barium, and a handful of grit to swallow with it. My heart pounded. It tasted like nothing at all. I was so glad.
Using front-loaded, days-long manic-depressive misery to counteract a possible mild unpleasantness in the future. Works every time.
December 18th, 2008 at 11:30 pm
Yeah I meant to post a follow-up beview. It was fine. Everyone on the planet was out to scare me, but it was a non-event.