Check out these dogfish that keep wiggling after they’ve been skinned and gutted!
Monthly Archives: June 2010
Why Haven’t I Been to Smoque Yet?
I suppose fear of running into Guy Fiorre is a solid reason. We will overcome.
Abita Launches SOS Beer
Abita Brewing Company in New Orleans has recently launched a weizen pils to show support of the clean up efforts in the Gulf Coast. For every bottle of SOS (Save our Shores) beer that is sold Abita will donate $0.75 to the ‘SOS Charitable Fund’, a charity set up by Abita to assist “the rescue [...]
15% off Half Acre Beer with Ween Ticket
Chicago’s favorite beer brewing, god fearing, patriots Half Acre are at it once again, brewing a beer tribute to the everybody’s favorite tiger riding, mollusk licking, heathens WEEN! They’re pairing up with Shorts Brewing and Piece to make Freedom of ’78 a guava IPA in honor of Gene and Dean. And what’s more, to celebrate [...]
New Belgium’s Tour de Fat Saturday at Palmer Square
This looks suspiciously hippie-like to me, but, regardless, I may roll down and check out New Belgium’s Tour de Fat at Palmer Square on Saturday. That is if I’m not too beat up from the Ween show the night before. Shit, I still need to post the review of the Beer Hoptacular.
180 Degrees South
I’ve spent the last few weeks fighting general malaise, mostly with general anesthetic, who is much more interesting if less useful than general semantics. Love that joke. Anyway, I don’t mean to get overly personal but I’ve had trouble finding much inspiration recently which is not a happy place to be. Last night I was [...]
Bike to Work Week Chicago
Holy crap, apparently it’s bike to work in here in Chicago. I suppose that means I should drag my ass out of bed and bike to work. Shit! Shit! Shit! Well, I’ll be happier once I do. I may also go try and check out David Byrne talking at Daley plaza on the 18th. Happy [...]
Lessons Gleamed from a Meat Mad Weekend
I’m sitting here with a particularly acute case of the Mondays. Brains broken, nails filthy, my work clothes smell of that finest of hillbilly cologne – hickory smoke. It was a long journey into the heart of flavor country, and not without it’s perils, but, like any good journey, I can now sit satisfied on [...]
Chicago Cycling Club
After returning from two weeks in the beer-puddled paradise of Belgium, coming back to the well worn grooves of my ‘real’ life, I’ve found myself in a very real and tangible depression. I’ve had to stop drinking due to some unsurprising health concerns (‘stop drinking’ = only drink 3 days a week, though this will [...]