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The world we live in does not regard us kindly.
I thought myself adequately hardened for the rigors of urban living, having many years living near the shadows of tall buildings now under my belt. I had steeled myself …
There’s another comic book movie coming out today.
‘Fatigue’ doesn’t adequately describe my feelings now that we’ve reached Ant-Man, the twelfth movie to come out of the Marvel Cinematic Universe in seven years. It’s more like being a lapsed Catholic with a devout family—twice a year you have to attend and pay tithes to the Church of Greater Disney Properties lest you attract the derision and judgement of your peers. I like Paul Rudd and I like fun summer movies, but I’ll probably just watch Wet Hot American Summer instead thank you very much.
The flipping of the calendar to July usually gets people excited for the debauchery and spectacle of July 4 and for another whole month of summer. But if you’re anything like me it only reminds you that the season …
February– it’s the worst, right? A month so devoid of meaning, fun, and intrigue that it was docked two days and given a holiday on which couples flaunt their happiness over single people (this is said with all due respect to Black History Month, which we can all agree got the shaft by being placed in February). The Super Bowl has occurred, thus ending football and now all that is left are some college basketball games of marginal importance before March Madness, a bunch of utterly meaningless NBA action, and the scrapbooking convention of sporting events that is the Winter Olympics. Oh, and hockey, I suppose, though here in Ohio I’m more likely to be hit by a Justin Bieber-expelled loogie than meet an ardent supporter of the Columbus Blue Jackets.
Hinterland Luna Coffee Stout – Hinterland Brewery, Green Bay, WI
Downtown living gets hectic and all the noise and bustle can quickly create an uncomfortable ambiance in my brain. Life downtown seems perpetually hurried …
I’ve been undergoing a spate of crippling nostalgia lately. It hasn’t been anything too depressing; entire afternoons squandered on multiple viewings of Clueless and American Pie interspersed with Daria marathons. The normal stuff. Fortunately, I’ve stopped short …
Ephemere Apple – Unibroue, Chambly, Quebec
As a reward for finishing my most recent article (Editor’s note: 1,000 words over a week and a half- hardly a Asimovian pace) I plunged into a snifter of …
ABV: 6.3% | IBU: 57
New favorites can be a funny thing; when something comes along that radically alters your taste—be it a song, a dinner or a philosophy—that newfound love can quickly change into elitism. The excitement about a new discovery devolves into myopia, like a two-year-old demanding Skittles for dinner. I was guilty of this in recent history when I was too quick to anoint India Pale ales as the only style of beer I would ever need to drink after my palette was awakened by Dogfish Head’s 60 Minute IPA. Though I’ve spent the last few years imbibing anything with IPA or “hop” and an emphatic qualifier in the name, I have equally denied myself that exciting feeling of discovery by eschewing all beers that didn’t promise my body weight in hops in each sip.