I Ride
A Harley-Davidson Fat Boy 114…
Fuckin’ fast.
Tips from a sommelier on how to maximize your enjoyment of an evening out to dinner.
The BeyHive…the Swifties…believers in gods…yoga practitioners…gun nuts…comic book collectors…Trump supporters… Why are these things “things”? It’s simple; because people need cults. I know that doesn’t track immediately, so I had a whole long, well-considered, beautifully articulated think-piece constructed as proof-of-concept I was raised in a cult, and know a thing or two about the […]
I am a Son of Wisconsin! America’s Dairyland! Home of the Green Bay Packers! Cheeseheads! Miller Beer! Unusually high levels of morbid obesity! The Wisconsin of my youth was unique; rustic, yet refined…unruly, yet civilized. I used to call it “Smart Texas” (in that we were into guns and hunting and freedom, but also math […]