Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Sequoia Brewing Company 2/4

put a major dent in native speaker. was doing fine until some guy who looked homeless, but dressed like a retiree interrupted me to talk about long beach. i was wearing a long beach rugby shirt, and we proceeded to have a 15 minute conversation in which i was able to convince him i was from the west side of long beach (apparently that is somewhere near main). the convo ended when he grabbed his junk and said something to the effect of, "you know how that ended." thats a lesson. grab crotch, kill the discussion (or kill the lie, as the case may be).

Sequoia Brewing Company 1/17


no bill, and look how generous i was. the light of the sun shines brightly upon the empty seat before me. no visitors on this trip--just me and the ipa's.

Monday, February 13, 2006

Sequoia Brewing Company 1/10

welcome to my nightmare. thats the story im working on. it hates me, and the feeling is mutual. deep fried pickles call to me in the distance, and yes, that is an ipa (if you must know).

12/31/5

no thats not a beer. i believe that's salt around the rim of my glass (draw your own conclusions). jen practicing with nan as they prepare to play a game (the contents of which i cannot remember)

12/31/5


sam adams rings in the new year with my new brother-in-law and my old sister. mr adams stayed with me until i started slurring my speech like dick clark.