Whiskey, part 7

Tasty, but not so vastly different than regular, as much as I could tell, seven-year-old recollections being what they are. I swear to god, I only had two. That would have been fine, except for the pale ales, Sunbrus and that one goddam Kiltlifter. Kiltlifter is aptly named. Some beer-goggled lifting of the kilts almost happened. […]

Don’t Forget Your Towel

Somehow I missed last month’s 10 year anniversary of the end of my 3-year exile to Antarctica and the 2 years of recovering from frostbite. I may have been distracted by the then-looming slight possibility (something like two to the power of twenty-five thousand to one against) of ending a similar streak. Karma: Think again, Bright Boy.

More Wine

Meet Justin, a 2014 cabernet I ran into on a brief holiday. Way better than my usual go-to wines (notice the lack of a screw off cap). Read More

It Seemed Like a Good Idea

At the time. What to do when you’re alone in a strange town on Xmas eve eve. Dive bar? Check. Barfly who is totally not a hooker? Check? The usual charm? Check. One last round and then let’s get out of here? Sounds right. Later…

Eat a Dick, 2016

Via John Oliver, this whole year needs to be impaled on a pike at the gates, as a warning to 2017 and any other fucked up year of shit that wants to follow.

Another Tuesday Night

and I ain’t got nobody I got some no money ’cause I just got paid fucking sent home again, until Thursday Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to I’m in an awful way, But I have beer (no, not with Ray – we know how that ends) and Star Wars reruns, so I’ve got […]

Advice from Women

If it looks funny, feels funny or smells funny, it’s NOT going in my mouth. – a woman There goes that plot twist, I guess – me This may just be about food. Sometimes a cat licking a banana is simply a cat licking a banana.

Looks like I picked the wrong week…

the spontaneous beer free (so far) August has been great, but not without its issues. Coors N/A is like quitting smoking, in terms of its you ate too much cheese and no fiber effect. Then there’s the dreams. Last night’s triple feature” sharks in Michigan. Yes, stupidly taunting them was involved. Fortunately, there was a scene […]

What the Hell, Tuesday?

You start off by cock-blocking me at work? Nice. Thanks for that, and the day long repetition. I don’t need your help failing with the women. You end by…

Messenger Puppet

Indulge Your Inner Weirdo

Fat Drunk & Stupid