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 […]
Week thirteen The game: Bills at Patriots The beer: Foley Brothers Long Beards Oatmeal Stout The result: Loss, 24–10 The method: NFL+ Week fourteen The game: Patriots at Cardinals The beer: Wormtown Blizzard of ’78 English-Style Brown Ale The result: Win, 27–13 The method: NFL+ Week fifteen The game: Patriots at Raiders The beer: Jack’s […]
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 […]
“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 […]
Week thirteen The game: Patriots at Bills The beer: Spencer Winter Warmer Amber Lager The result: Win, 14–10 The method: NFL Game Pass Week fourteen (bye) The beer: Northwoods Coffee Porter The headline: “Like a leaf clings to a tree, oh, my darling, cling to me, for we’re creatures of the wind.” – Nina Simone, […]
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 […]
Week thirteen The game: Patriots at Chargers The beer: Springdale Brig Mocha Stout The result: Win, 45–0 Week fourteen The game: Patriots at Rams The beer: Maine Post-Ride Snack India Pale Ale The result: Loss, 24–3 The commentary: You see, last week—pre-Rams—was the time to discuss the Chargers game. “Forty-five to zero, you say? As […]
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?) […]
Look at that! I jumped to WordPress because Blogger’s days have got to be numbered, right? Google can’t have put five bucks into a product that has barely evolved since I started writing in 2005—fear not, though, for Biff! Bang! Pow! isn’t going anywhere, at least not by my hand, since I refuse to deal […]
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