Fifth Grade – Not The Worst In The Room
In fifth grade, my teacher scared the shit out of me. I was a horrible student and didn’t do my homework. So my teacher belittled us in front of the entire class and told us we weren’t allowed to go to...
View ArticleFirst Dance
In the crumbling walls of Hubble Middle School (now flattened), I was the shaky smirking irritating guy in class with stretched rubber bands connecting my top and bottom braces. I was as charming as a...
View ArticleTwenty What Now
Twenty-something is an impasse of immaturity and adulthood. There is a good reason people say “early twenties” or “in their thirties.” There is a good reason categorically, we’re placed between...
View ArticleBeer update – Jan ’13
Mostly because I know I need to write here is what is happening with the homebrewing. In kegs: 5 gal Blended yeast cider 5 gal Bourbon oak aged porter Fermenting: 5 gal Belgian Pale/Blonde 3 gal...
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What have you been doing?
Where have I been? Oh lord. Usually I’d try to do some writing after Lis has fallen asleep, but recently I’d been working on learning code better. Adding and clarifying a lot of things I’ve partially...
View ArticleResonance #1 –“Do you grind your teeth?”
A simple question. 11 years ago (at least), it was a passing question from a dental assistant before the father of a long-time acquaintance and my dentist poked around in my mouth. I had never thought...
View ArticleStill Alive – April 2013
I haven’t written here in a while. Part because I’ve been busy and doing other things to fill my time and part because I’ve wanted to move this thing to the ‘ja.’ sub domain, but after a failed late...
View ArticleResonance #2 –“When do you give up?”
It may not come as a big surprise to many. I’m an asshole. Well, I can be. For some reason a previous co-worker and growing dear friend of mine brings it out in horrible, crude ways. The flood gates...
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Why I’m A Bad Father
You start at zero, basically. For those old enough to either have children or really appreciate what it’s like to have them you understand. No one really knows what the hell they are doing, and if they...
View ArticleIn Transition
Moving is tough enough. Moving cross-country is pretty rough. Moving halfway across the US to your mother’s place with baby, the breadwinner (ie not me) looking for new work and a new place? The reason...
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Looks like we’ve made it
A good long month of being between things, brewing a couple beers, having Lis hanging out and watching Finn, basically being on vacation for a month and we’re off to the races. We’re here, in Chicago,...
View ArticleWhere are you? August ’13 Edition
Working. Figuring it all out. Trying to do too many things at once. I’m an actual employee at Southport Grocery (again) so my lovely wife won’t have to fill out the 1099s quarterly anymore. I’ve...
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Sept ’13 – Beer Update
I’ve been quiet here because I’ve been swamp and the blog quickly became a lower priority than even my wiener blog. I’ve brewed though, keeping kegs full (or at least attempting to). Sat – 8.31.13 – I...
View ArticleWhat’ca Gonna Do With A English Degree?
Spending four years explaining myself never got old, trust me. My trapezius muscles grew thick and bulky from the repeated shrugging. I was gifted a new creak in my neck from staring off into the...
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Sour Mash – Kentucky Common
An aside: the blog has fallen to the wayside because work is taking over any time I wish I had and when I’m not working – I’m not writing, I’m playing a game because I don’t even want to write for...
View ArticleOctober ’13 – Beer Update
Here in a list is all things bubbling. Ciders/fruit/mead .5 gal – pear cider – natural fermentation .5 gal – (mixed grape) wine – 5 day natural fermentation, then cote des blancs 5 gal – apple cider –...
View ArticleBalancing My Tripod
I’ve three points to my life – three top-tier focuses. My kid, my wife, and my job. Everything else is secondary, my family, brewing, personal happiness, etc. A lot of the time I feel as if it’s that...
View ArticleAn Open Letter To Other Parents – No Toys At The Park
Let’s get the simple idea out-of-the-way: Stop bringing the God damn toys to the playground. With that done let me go into detail on the ‘why.’ See, we have children, lovely little people who are...
View ArticleDevin
In high school I rarely went to parties. I remember clearly once, my group of friends were asked to come because they thought I would have weed to give/sell – I didn’t, I never did; common...
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