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fresh foam indeed
winner of the carbon X vs. beacon vs. black butte porter comparison test: black butte porter. not even close. comparison tests likely should not be done late at night.
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Tagged 3 a.m., life, never ever trust a monkey with wine, running
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we’re all in the mood for a melody
the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer — the prophet william joel i’m running half-mile loops around the arts center while mo communes with her clay. it’s one of those days — warm, … Continue reading
the last time i saw richard
Closing time unplug them people and send them home It’s closing time — the prophet lyle lovett For someone who prides himself on his pessimism, I’ve been way too hopeful about the track. I’ve been going there and running the … Continue reading
my expensive church service
Father forgive us for what we must do You forgive us and we’ll forgive you We’ll forgive each other ’til we both turn blue And we’ll whistle and go fishing in the heavens — the prophet john prine There are … Continue reading
hanzo huraches and me
Days full of rain Sky’s comin’ down again I get so tired Of these same old blues Same old song Baby, it won’t be long ‘fore I be tyin’ on My flyin’ shoes — the prophet van zandt The last … Continue reading
my life as a hipster dog
The track was closed today because the track is always closed. That’s not new. What IS new is that the dog park was closed because of the Great Storm of 2019. But fear not — the dogs just moved the … Continue reading
me and loretta
Ya’ know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder ev’ry day Old people just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say, “Hello in there, hello” — the prophet prine It’s late Tuesday at the Whataburger. I … Continue reading
