It’s a recent hot headline so I guess I’ll jump in. I spent about 36 hours in Vegas recently, so I don’t know jack shit about the deeper problems Vegas faces, but I did notice a ton of breweries operating really close to each other in certain sections of town. I didn’t get the chance…
Just a bar
It’s just a bar. You know the type – there’s nothing but some booze, maybe a small TV in the corner playing some sport you’ve never seen, and the bathrooms are definitely not someplace you go to relax while doing business. It is ‘Just a Bar’ in the truest sense, a place to go and…
Wheels Up – Another travel edition
I’m enjoying a double hazy IPA while I contemplate an impending trip; Did I pack everything I needed? Or too much? What the weather like…oh damn better pack another jacket, it’s Portland, after all. Beervana? Yeah, I’m heading back to the promised land of a local brewery every couple of blocks, where young people go…
A full bag of beans
I’m enjoying a nice flavored latte – mocha, if it matters – at my local coffee shop this morning, and it occurred to me that I haven’t posted in several months. Don’t worry, I’m not dead, I’ve just been busy being blocked creatively. Writing a blog post, even one as meandering as one can be,…
Winter Sunlight
It’s nice and warm today, hanging low in the sky as its only February…. FALSE START Never one to let a draft go to waste, I’ve decided to follow through on the premise of dim light and only faint hope of the summer warmth again. We’re past the worse of the weather, hopefully, but the…
Mid-Summer Blues
That feeling you get when both your beer and your body are sweating profusely, and you’ve lost the warm, golden feeling of late-spring. You’re dirty and dusty, and that garden you started with so much enthusiasm has proven bare your lack of organization. Most of it is dead – everything but your cannabis plants, which…
Automatic Renewal Hell
It happened. I knew it was coming, eventually – that was the deal I made on that fateful day, 5 years ago, when I decided to take this writing thing seriously and pay for some hosting. 5 years of hosting. People outside of this little bubble don’t understand, this is just how it works in…
Iterations
There’s a Banksy on the wall next to the irrigation canal, or something like one. A shadow little girl holding a heart-shaped balloon. You can’t even see it unless you’re sitting on this platform, where I am, drinking a beer. Or maybe from the nearby parking lot, if you looked hard enough. I’m sitting on…
Word Salad
You know how, when you’re sitting down to eat someplace, looking at the menu, there’s that section most people skip right over, because it’s not really an entree, and sometimes they’re really small anyways, but most people mostly skip the salads. I think it’s okay if we admit that, and if we did, then we…
That time of year again
I have just gotten poked by several needles in short succession; until a few years ago, this would have been incomprehensible for someone like myself (mostly healthy and not prone to infection by most measures). One of my arms has already started to feel sore – or maybe that’s just my imagination. I can’t really…