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How slow slow can you go go, don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo. * How about as slow as a slo-mo snail.** Or as slow as a stoner sloth.*** Fonger didn't much care for that simile, I think he said "I resemble that remark." Foghat recommended making it a slow...
It’s been quite a while since I sampled a Side Launch,* and I miss the boat.** But now the boat is back, in the form of a vanilla porter. I was looking forward to this one, although I must admit, vanilla and I have not been on the best of terms. It’s not that I...
With JT on the February wagon it’s up to the rest of us cranky old men to pick up the slack so to speak. And after this high voltage Mohawp triple you may be picking up the Slack. JF has done his part, quaffing a quad the other night. I told the COM that I was trying...
The Italian lights are certainly a highlight of my past trips. The beautifully lit canals of the Venetian, so romantic at night. Then there is the impressive stature of Ceasars Colosseum, even more impressive in the evening. And of course, those famous Italian...
If you’re Canadian and participating in Dry February, you picked a bad week to stop drinking. That being said, these political issues seem to be trying and painful, just like Dry February is, but remember what George Harrison said about kidney stones, all things must...
I dated a girl named Purity once. Or was it Felicity? No. Maybe it was Serenity. No that wasn’t it either. Trinity perhaps? How could I forget, it was Chastity, but that relationship didn’t go too far. * Walkerville is citing the Bavarian Purity Laws** as the origin...
After a long dark journey to Uranus, which in the end was about as pleasant as it sounds, we suited up for a much closer destination, Mars. JT, in his pre-dry February days, had already signed up for a mission to Mars with some Space Rations. But you don’t have to...
The forest beckons. The well-groomed trails, the cute and curious woodland creatures, the scent of birch and pine. Who am I kidding. The armchair beckons, with a salty snack and a frosty cold one and a big screen hockey game. The only forest trail I’m going to tackle...
Meep-Morp, Yummo, Squishy and Gloop. The Flying Monkeys IPA box set. Meep-Morp was hyper-hyphenated and flying high. Yummo was a citrus punch in the face and made a crash landing. Gloop? A Breakfast IPA? With “Natural tutti-frutti flavour”. What exactly is...
Greece, the land of myths and Mythos. The missus and I went there for our honeymoon, but that was so long ago that back then Zeus and Hera were only dating. I’ve heard a lot of Greek myths over the years. We even reviewed The Odyssey, the beer of course, the book is...