Daleks in Wartime

Soon after I snapped this photo of Dalek Skeletons in Seattle, i was waiting in line inside the Mens room in Uwajamaya. We were all passively ignoring one another as we waited our turn. A stall opened up and a fellow dashed in. There were the usual fabric rustling noises, and the click clanking of a belt buckle dancing freely. And then a clattering skittering noise that was almost the sound of a cell phone dashing for freedom. Those of us in line are about to smirk, and indicate w/ our silent eyes that we hate when that happens. But then we notice the clink clatter was a little more metallic than usual. And then a hand dashes out under the stall wall and retrieves the handgun that was lying on the floor.

And so this proves that an armed citizenry is a safe citizenry. Had he dropped his wallet, we slobbering criminals would have descended upon it like a wounded rabbit, tearing it’s green innnards from it’s dried leathery hide. Had he dropped his pipe, we would have thrust our trembling addict lips around it and smoked it clean on the bathroom floor. But a handgun?! Leave it lay.

Has the bitch ounce been outsourced?

As you all know the Bitch Ounce is the last ounce of beer in a 12oz bottle. People of honor drink all their beer, and those that leave the last ounce are…

This is why many breweries produced stubby beers in the past. If the Bitch Ounce was not placed in the bottle, then everyone would drink the bottle dry, and there would be no waste.

Unfortunately in modern times, this sort of enforced respect for beer has fallen out of favor (except of course for Session, but that’s a whole nother blog post)

And then I found this beer in my dads fridge, my uncle had left it there. I was enjoying the unconventional lines of the bottle, and then realized this beer contained significantly less Bitch beer than most US beers. I’m not sure what the long term ramification of foreign bitch ounce reduction will be, but I have written the Dept of Commerce to ensure the G8 will place significant penalty on countries that attempt to dump their Bitch Ounces onto other countries.

Roadside nightcap

Found this on the corner of 6th and alder. Gotta respect someone who can chew the top off their nightcap.

DMT Colonic

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6EbDZnkmVw

Keg is dead, long live the keg

This keg will live long and fondly in my memories. Pilsnery goodness and there right when I really wanted it. Well, until friday afternoon when it really let me down…

Simpler, Drunker Times

 I don’t think it’s out of order to submit beer reviews on a blog called Kegstand, so here goes… 

Today my wife brought home a six-pack of Trader Joe’s “Simpler Times” beer, and I was expecting to have five full cans of target beers leftover but I must say I have already demolished the possibility of that coming true. For $2.99 you get what you’d expect, a drinkable American Lager that doesn’t taste at all like ass. Beer Advocate gave it a C+ and said it tasted like sweet Budweiser, but I don’t see anything wrong with that. Also worth mentioning is that  it is 6.2 %. The only real way I could downgrade my enthusiasm for this cheap wonderful beer would be a worse-than-usual hangover like Blitz would sometimes produce. I’ll know when I am sitting in a meeting/ training tomorrow.  Barring that, it’s looking like a weekend of SimplerTimes/Early Times boilermakers.

-Rudy

p.s. is there a reason I can’t stop listening to Crack the Skye?

I’ve had a lot of strokes

Apparently I’ve been having strokes on a regular basis. Symptoms appear the morning after going to shows…

Thank you Debbie Gibson and Lorenzo Lamas, for shaking me out of my post Roadburn Blues

Something to look forward to.

Temple Balls

Ready for Camping

Dom Deluise RIP

In the camping bylaws isn’t an automatic camping trip triggered by the death of any of the stars of Cannonball Run? Just checking, I think my camping rulebook is in the car.

-Rudy