drink it down
tingle to the surface
bubble up through my vanes
and stain my pores
numb the skin
but you leave my heart?
awaken my emotion
to a whirl of torment
slide into a place of slur and sorrow
morning aches, a dull shine
a remedy it is not
rather a spur of pain
evoking my dejection.
lusty limes
sit seated in the sack
grocery store style
picked, parsed and packed
let the liquor lather
feel the flow
courage in a carboy
limes let loose
mashed, mixed in medley
sultry salt saunters around
tart orange tops off
one liquid lady
the magnificent, the magical
little Margaret
Little Magical Margaret
2 parts Tequila
1 part Grand Marnier
1.5 parts fresh lime juice
1/2 cuties orange or tangerine
salt to taste
add more Tequila [...]
Muse Café on the “West Edge” of Queen Anne is fantastic. If you have not been it is located on the corner of 10th & Howe. Recently they were able to get a hold of a very rare bean. I know, it sounds absurd. It’s just coffee right?
Well, sort of. These beans can only be [...]
A few years back I was introduced to McBabes (names have been changed to protect the innocent), a.k.a. a round ‘em up, ride ‘em all night long hick bar just north of town. Needless to say, I quickly fell in love.
One night was particularly memorable. We had had several drinks (prolly like 2 sheets to [...]
I sit still, cris-cross apple sauce. On the couch I am. Adjacent to my bestie and hilariously humored. I also wish I was drunk. Bestie is named Tammy. She’s drunk.
Tammy tops dat like nobody’s biznass. She already posted one blog and is starting her second. HOLY CRAP I have so much catching up to do. [...]