Totally forgot that I grabbed myself a lil Christmas gift at the local vintage book store in December. Grizzled newspaperman Jim Marshall talking about bars and drinking in bars and the history of bars. Up til 1949, anyway.

Just heard someone order an amaretto sour but with bourbon

I’ve had a pretty decent week but I don’t think it can top getting today’s Framed on the first frame when my friends don’t get it at all.
(It’s the next day, so I can reveal that it was Last Man Standing which I saw when it came out on VHS, 29 years ago)

I miss living in a town where I make the best Tom & Jerrys.
I mean, I still make the best one but nobody knows what they are and I’m not getting paid to make em.

Finally remembered to replace the AirPod I lost last week when I got hit by a car. If only I could buy a new rib as easily.

@whitehouse-47.bsky.social
Imagine being the hitler_youth intern in charge of the White House Bluesky and actually being dumber and less funny than Trump

Seattle PD co-opting Nirvana for their recruitment ad is pretty yuck.

youtu.be/ySzrJ4GRF7s

Finally some rain. Roasting a chicken. Listening to some $1 Coltrane CDs I thrifted last week. Dreading work and the world.

Sitting in a bar in Central District listening to a real estate agent from Puyallup complain to a couple tourists about how dangerous downtown Seattle is and “I wouldn’t wanna visit there”
My man, it’s a mile down the fucking street.

Sitting at the bar at Mike’s Chili Parlor wondering when @davidwondrich.bsky.social will be walking in.

Listening to sabbath on my AirPods but low enough that I can still hum along with Die Die My Darling that’s being played in this thrift store

This paint job!! 🤩