Beer and football XVII — week seven

Put on the readers: “What do you think is the future of AI?” The game: Patriots at Bears The beer: Whalers Rise American Pale Ale The result: Loss, 30–24 The record: 4–3 The headline: “And the ticking of the clock and the ringing of the stars lose all meaning now.” – Thee Oh Sees, “Sticky […]

Eat my used tampon, fuckers!

Experimental screaming: “What’s the best way to build self‑confidence?” Listen. Times are tough all over—war, poverty, unemployment, inflation, Christo-fascism, autocracy, repression, corruption, etc. But one care-free afternoon in April I checked the ol’ inter-blog for a creamy fix—I do this to remember what my favorite album is from a given year—and my custom-HTML’d homepage grid […]

Beer and football XVI — week sixteen

The game: Patriots at Ravens The beer: Marshall Wharf Black Velvet Schwarzbier The result: Win, 28–24 The record: 12–3 The headline: “Nobody couldn’t do nothin’ once he let the brick go.” – Madvillain, “All Caps” The commentary: First, a public service announcement. Thee Mike Florio from Pro Football Self-Promotion is offering up his Big Shield […]

Beer and football XVI — week two

The game: Patriots at Dolphins The beer: Shipyard Summer Wheat Ale The result: Win, 33–27 The record: 1–1 The headline: “We gotta clean it up cuz it’s so dope.” – Ice-T, “Fried Chicken” The commentary: Ice’s “Freedom of Speech… Just Watch What You Say” is too on the nose, right? In that case, here’s a […]

Far too many notes for my taste

Scene: it’s autumn. Route 1 along the North Shore (title case) of Massachusetts—rather, “Old Route 1,” to distinguish it from the stretch with strip clubs and furniture outlets and orange dinosaurs. The scenic portion with private schools and shuttered restaurants and blind intersections that almost kill you (truth). Radio: on. “Fire” by the Crazy World […]

Used to be I couldn’t sleep at night, baby

“We have a Switch??” Nothing gets past a nine-year-old (at the time) and thus last April’s school-vacation surprise was blown. That’s what I get for assuming consumer discretionaries can’t creep their way into kids’ awareness in the age of commercial-less streaming. That’s what I get for making no effort whatsoever to hide the distinctive red […]

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 […]