[Author's note: I originally wrote this poem in 2011. Since then, it has become (with the exception of the post that was Freshly Pressed) the most often-viewed post ever for Puddintopia. I wrote it in about 5 minutes as a lark because I didn't know what else to ramble about that day, having no idea … Continue reading From the archives (again): Green, Tasteless Beer (a poem for St. Patrick’s Day)
I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to be wholly absent from the internet for something ridiculous like three entire days. Seriously, three days of being mostly offline is akin to, I don't know, going down in a bi-plane crash in the Congo in the 1920's or something. Which is to say, everyone will assume you're … Continue reading I was mostly offline all weekend. Somehow I survived.
Once again, the dark time is upon us. The Super Bowl is over, and just like every year, the cold, sober, grey light of a February dawn brings the realization that I'm screwed. Football is over. Baseball has yet to start. Basketball has little meaning until there's a tournament involved, and I've got no sport … Continue reading The dark, cold, grey expanse of another endless February lies before me…
Have you ever noticed that everybody nowadays seems to have lists and lists of stuff they're actively checking-off to feel like they're, you know, accomplishing those ever important "life goals"? There's the pile of books you just have to burn through because everyone says that they're each, respectively, the best thing since Snooki's book*; there's … Continue reading Stopping to smell the flowers, err, hop aroma
I fully intended to write a real post today. But then I went to my local Joseph Beth Bookseller at lunch and bought something. Here it is, sitting on my desk this afternoon. No, I wasn't reading it at work; that would have been unprofessional. But, as I said yesterday, I've been waiting for it for more twenty years. … Continue reading Diving down the rabbit hole and a haiku for A Memory of Light
After writing a brief look ahead at 2013, I realized that the ridiculously rambly spiel about my Exciting! New! Plan! for glassware in 2013 would make an excellent post for Hoperatives. You know, because that blog over there is about the beer, like, 24x7. Of course, as with any post I've written, you can rest … Continue reading Revisiting resolutions, my three favorite posts, and an ominous warning
It's early afternoon on January 1, 2013. After another raucous celebration to usher in the next 365 days, people everywhere are a slowly, determinedly getting themselves into motion, while trying very hard to ignore that splitting headache and the fact that vampires have, in fact, been correct about that annoying daylight all this time. Luckily, … Continue reading New Year’s Day 2013: A brief look at the year to come
Being Christmas day, the Puddinette are I, and of course all the puddinlings, are hanging out with extended family and making quite merry. Santa was very good to everyone, and there's been quite a flurry of gifts changing hands all afternoon. A fabulous dinner is in the offing, (one of those belt-busters, if you know … Continue reading Happy Christmas to all and to all a good…adaptation (or two)
Today your typically affable, witty Puddin will be played a little bit more Walter Matthau than usual. I'm feeling more than just a tad cantankerous today. Partly because a peek out the window is currently yielding lovely visions like this: Okay, so it's not exactly a peek out the window. This is the internet age, … Continue reading Cruddy, Cranky Crud-bombs at the End of the World*
When I was kid, "fall down, go boom" was a commonly used phrase around the house. I'd spin around until I couldn't see straight, and end up splayed out on the floor like the Vitruvian Man. And with three siblings, two of whom being younger than me, there was no shortage of the falling or … Continue reading Beer that won’t make you "fall down, go boom"