Beer and football XIII — week eleven

The game: Jets at Patriots The beer: Ipswich Brown Square English-Style Brown Ale The result: Win, 10–3 The method: NFL+ The headline: “No one makes me close my eyes.” – Pink Floyd, “Echoes” The commentary: The less said about this one, the better. They should have! They should have made me close my eyes! Rhamondre […]

Beer and football XIII — week eight

The game: Patriots at Jets The beer: Ommegang All Hallows Treat Imperial Chocolate Peanut Butter Stout The result: Win, 22–17 The method: Live via CBS The headline: “I like to act the part of being tough.” – Yo La Tengo, “Sugarcube” The commentary: Sometimes the universe just wants blog-makers to quote a particular goddamn song […]

What time is it? I don’t know, what day is it?

Expectations cannot help themselves. Sometimes, as during a post-Trump era of adults running the show, science and public health are regarded with respect and decisions are made in order to, you know, not let hundreds of thousands of us die. So any president after Trump would be and has been an improvement. For instance, expectations […]

Beer and football XII — the draft

The beer: Uinta Bristlecone Brown Ale The commentary: Good evening! So this is what it’s like to need a first-round quarterback. Well, it’s the second consecutive year we’ve needed one, but the first time we might actually see it through. Exciting? Tonight’s is my first WordPress running diary so I might have zero readers instead […]