I highly recommend catching a Penguins game at the Igloo. Hurry up, as a new arena is planned to open in 2010. Nothing against shiny new arenas, but they have all the charm of a major regional mall.

This was originally titled “Pirates at PNC Park.” Since the Pirates did not bother showing up to play the Diamondbacks, I dropped them from the headline. Despite the lack of effort from the hometown team, PNC Park is beautiful. A highlight of the park is the spectacular view of downtown Pittsburgh across […]

Some time ago, I woke up early and headed over to Steinbeck’s with recurring Propeller Skies characters Chesty McNasterson and Greta Von Dom. I think Steinbeck’s was having some kind of oyster festival. I am generally opposed to such gatherings, because eating oysters requires effort on my part. However, they also […]

Last Thursday, I stopped by Lotus for the Atlanta Jaycees monthly happy hour. I enjoyed the event and spent some time catching up with old friends and briefly chatting with new friends. Jaycees events are smoove as hell and always worth the price of admission.
the venue
Lotus is the newest addition to […]

Fuck. I wake up to rolling thunder, which means the East Atlanta beer festival may be less than pleasant. I turn on the computer and compulsively refresh the weather every five seconds. Looks like this might be a go after all.
Running late. Of course the Downtown Congester is packed […]

Saturday afternoon, I ventured OTP to the special circle of hell known as the Central Perimeter to participate in a beer festival with recurring Propeller Skies characters Lisa, Lori, Jim, and Mark. Low and highlights of the Dunwoody Beer Festival included:

Mullets galore;
Shirtless white trash;
A distinct lack of hotties that were not my […]

Saturday afternoon, recurring Propeller Skies character The Beaver dragged me to the Dogwood Festival. As usual for an event in this sorry excuse for a city, parking sucked a big fat dick. To all the cocksuckers opposed to the parking deck in Piedmont Park: fuck all y’all, I hope your houses burn […]

I went to some Halloween themed events and parties last weekend. I do not feel like writing reviews. However, I will mention that Spiralween sucked. I knew it would, but I went anyway. Note to self: remember to consult the Prizzo Skeezy when deciding what to do.

Three years ago, Halloween was the best fucking holiday ever. Friday night, a crew of not yet recurring Propeller Skies characters and I attended the Wednesday Night Drinking Club party at The Mansion. That shit was superlative. We later took a cab over to Northside Tavern, where I did not get into […]

Last year, the Great Decatur Beer Festival sucked more dick than Stephanie Swift. Therefore I did not attend on Saturday. When the organizers pass out real pint glasses again and bring the price back down to reasonable levels, say around twenty dollars, I might consider attending. Bloody fucking tossers.