In celebration of the EBMB’s first full-time work week in a while, four fathers were summoned to test their luck on Friday the 13th at Vendetta. I think I can speak for the lot of us that Fridays at the V are definitely a sight … Continue readingFriday the 13th
Just like Dick Fosbury at the ’68 Olympics in Mexico City, the precocious Sousley, fresh from a 12 mile cycle, summarily disposed of the field on his first night with the TFC. Using a revolutionary technique called “playing way better than everyone”, the newbie went … Continue readingFosbury, a “Certain Air”, and the Garlic Breath of Tomorrow
Met Dub-Dub at Beulahland. Had some cask conditioned something marvelous. To the Goodfoot for the Hackensaw Boys. A hootenanny of honest, raw bluegrass. By all counts, an unexpected surprise. Kept it a short evening due to the chilly rain that had begun to fall.