Category: play
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Dear Donkey
Dear Democratic National Committee: You’re pissing off the independent voters with your telemarketing script. Two of them, anyway. Mister McChuckletrousers called Our Humble O’Bode on behalf of the Democratic National Committee this afternoon and My Darling B picked up the phone on the second ring instead of screening the call as we normally do. We… Read.
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Ex Libris
I finally finished The Great Influenza, a history of the Spanish influenza pandemic. Very cheery book. Millions died, nobody quite got the hang of a vaccination, and the message throughout the book was “The next pandemic is on the way!” You should read it. Back home, I found a copy of The Right Stuff while… Read.
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tart
On Father’s Day I get to do whatever the hell I want to do, and what I’ve wanted to do all morning is sit in front of my computer monitor in my underwear reading goofy shit off the interwebs. Here’s the first thing that made me laugh out loud: It’s a Star Wars joke, which,… Read.
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bottled!
Bottling the beer went off without a hitch – without a single hitch! That never happened before! I usually break the siphon, or spill a whole bunch of beer, or run out of bottle caps … something always goes wrong. Except this time. I shouldn’t feel like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop,… Read.
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bottles
Bottle washing, the down side of bottling your own beer. What you see in the photo is actually bottle soaking. I soak the bottles I’m going to put my beer in for about a half-hour in a sink filled with water that has a dab of bleach in it, to kill off any little beasties… Read.
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soggy
We ate hamburgers in the rain! We went to this year’s Burgers & Brew even though it was pouring rain outside! Pouring! And so did a couple hundred other people! We all ate burgers in the pouring rain! Cats and dogs pouring! Totally crazy pouring rain! Quite a few people had umbrellas, and isn’t it… Read.
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ice cream
My Darling B was up until midnight making ice cream last night. Actually, I don’t know how late she was up. I went to bed at about eleven and laid there reading a book until eleven-thirty, but I could still hear the ice cream maker churning when I turned out the lights, and she had… Read.
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coffeeless
For a significantly large part of the day yesterday we had no coffee. I find it just a bit hard to admit this because in our house I am Java Man, responsible for making the coffee, maintenance of all coffee-making gadgets (I have a growing collection, natch) and, most important of all, ensuring there is… Read.
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wrong wrong WRONG
You are looking at one of the most colossal failures to come from my work shop in recent memory, or even long-term memory. I can’t remember the last time I did something this mind-bogglingly stupid. Every time I look at it, I want to drink myself into oblivion. Okay, not oblivion, just until it’s funny.… Read.
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tickets
This is where it all starts: People waiting in line (in this case, at Star Liquor on Willy Street) to buy their tickets to The Great Taste of the Midwest, which is quickly becoming the biggest celebration of craft beer in the nation, to say nothing of it being the most sought-after ticket in town.… Read.
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