Friday, September 30, 2011

Sunday, September 25, 2011

another reason to love fall

It's tea season again.

You can still see the steam on my morning steep.

I always think that Earl Grey smells like Fruit Loops. I love it.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Implicit complicit

Spring, summer, fall...

Zubrowka is a bison grass vodka distilled from rye and served (traditionally, so I'm told) chilled. It sips of almond and herbs. A bracing sweetness. Goose-bumped and pinched-nipple anticipation of getting out and in trouble.

Daisy Cutter is a local favorite. Cut green grass synethesia and lawn chair low key. Zinc oxide. Skeeter bites you scratch 'til they bleed.

Post Road Pumpkin was my first one of the season that I drank at my first trip to a neighborhood bar on my new side of town. Pleasant punkin pie spices leaning toward creaminess. Easy comfort. Reminiscence rolled and molded by reticence.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Making it better?

Sniffles and soar throat. My co-worker gave me this not Emergen-C dissolvable vitamin packet. Intense!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

The real celebration

A Michelob Ultra is not good enough. I'm celebrating with a Negroni, book, and new bar.

I will bring you to Wee Gee's Lounge when you visit for classic cocktails and shuffleboard.

Two new records (perhaps)

I drank this Michelob Ultra at 9:30 this morning. This may be my earliest breakfast beer. Though, let's be adults here, MU is hardly beer. I wouldn't normally drink the stuff (except for that short rendezvous I had with the Tuscan Orange Grapefruit flavor but I certainly never confused that with beer) but I got a free one with with the registration for the Chicago Half Marathon and 5k.

The record I know I set was running my first 5k ever. I ran it all. I'm really fucking proud of myself. When I was in high school and was forced to run, I couldn't and wouldn't do it - nothing close to a mile. Today I ran 3.1 miles.

I felt tough. And strong. I passed people on the course. I repeat, I passed people on the course. This made me feel like a bad ass and true to myself. As I shuffled around folks, I wished them well and cheered em on in my head.

We have bodies.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

though i haven't said it

I think of you when I'm feeling healthy and drink guava kombucha. Thought of you when I the best cold potent margarita after moving furniture up to a third floor walk up. When I had the first autumnal seasonal beer. Had a pickleback at a wedding. Iced tea - I forgot. Water water water.