I will be raising a glass in Eames's honor at Chicago's best beer bar, The Hopleaf. And thinking about goddesses.
Sorry about the tybo, Fnarf.
that's so heartening to hear! i write obituaries for a living, no lie, and everybody always tells me that my section is not to be skipped over.
of course, they're all over 65 and probably searching for their great aunts' death notices, but still.
oh, how i long for the day to write an obit about a scholar of beer... the best i get are seasonal santas. boo.
Headless women are not hot, no matter haw huge her breasts...
Mind your peas and bees, Dan.
I love obituaries. Just the ordinary people in the back of the paper. I've read thousands of them. You get a real feel for what life is like, even if it's fragmentary and grasping, in not very good English.
Well, I'd rather drink beer made from pre-chewed grains than that Original Pussy Beer. Just a personal preference.
I read obits trying to guess who was gay.
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