Boom goes the cannon: “List three books that have had an impact on you and why” Days-old daily prompt? Week-late Volume 16? It must be an election year! Two apostrophe-S authors drove much of the playlist this year. Joe Banks’s Hawkwind: Days of the Underground—Radical Escapism in the Age of Paranoia provides a sub-subtitle for our […]
The game: Bills at Patriots The beer: True North Sweater Weather Maple Smoked Porter The result: Win, 29–25 The method: Live via Paramount+ The record: 2–5 The headline: “I’ve made mistakes that I’m sure I’ll make again.” – Mudhoney, “Good Enough” The commentary: A win against a superior division rival is a wonderful thing. What […]
A year ago yesterday we lost our dear Rosie the guinea pig. She lived a fairly long life for a guinea pig, a good life, full of chin scratches and exploring sounds and peppers all colors of the rainbow. (The reds were her favorite. Mine too.) She developed a habit of chewing on the bars […]
The game: Broncos at Patriots Unscheduled bye The beer: Simpler Times Lager The knockout: Cowboys win, 37–34 The commentary: In other words, the coronavirus defeated hubris and covered the spread by a mile. Simpler times are fading fast. Maybe the Pats and Titans should face off every week and pull in other teams (the Falcons?) […]
The beer: Ipswich Blueberry Shandy The commentary: I dreamed I was Julian Edelman. On the goal line leading 4–2 (!) over the Buccaneers in the Super Bowl or the opening game—there was tension beyond what the scheduled week-four matchup deserves—“Julian” went in motion behind Brady and told him “I want a touchdown!” I/he scooted past […]
I am tired and a little bored. Two years and two volumes ago, a similarly exhaustive post—so soon after the Miles Davis fusion-o-rama and a heartbreaking goodbye to my dear Chlo-Chlo—threatened a self-imposed May deadline and so I subtracted twenty-five percent, whipped up a simple stock-image cover, rested my eyes for a few weeks and […]
Now he has his revenge The game: Patriots vs. Falcons The beer: SingleCut Heavy Boots of Lead Imperial Stout The result: Win, 34–28 The commentary: Need I add the “OT” designation to the score above? Is any reader (!) unaware of the game’s epic? Nah. Even local guinea pig Rosie Posie knows what’s up and […]
We lost our beloved little flopper Chloe last month and will be mourning a long time. Approaching fifteen “human years” (eighty in “cat years”) she wasn’t, and hadn’t been, getting around as easily as she used to. She weighed next to nothing and slept twenty-two hours a day. From time to time she would surprise […]
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