Showing posts with label beer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beer. Show all posts
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Dateline 1933
"On December 5, 1933, the 21st Amendment to the U.S Constitution is ratified, repealing Prohibition. The manufacture, sale, and possession of alcoholic beverages is no longer illegal and the government enacts an emergency ordinance permitting the sale of beer and wine."
Tonight we went out to celebrate this joyous anniversary at Park Chow, drinking (what else) a big pint of one of our local favorites, Speakeasy's Prohibition lager.

Aren't you glad it's not 1932? or 1919? Or any year in-between? I hadn't realized that the Women's Christian Temperance Union made everything dull for nearly fourteen years. Did you know that the WCTU still exists? Initially they did not accept Catholic, Jewish or African-American women, or even women who had not been born in North America. However, today even men can join as honorary members. They still hate alcohol, cigarettes, "club drugs" and of course, because there is more than enough hate to go around, same-sex marriage.
Tonight we went out to celebrate this joyous anniversary at Park Chow, drinking (what else) a big pint of one of our local favorites, Speakeasy's Prohibition lager.

Aren't you glad it's not 1932? or 1919? Or any year in-between? I hadn't realized that the Women's Christian Temperance Union made everything dull for nearly fourteen years. Did you know that the WCTU still exists? Initially they did not accept Catholic, Jewish or African-American women, or even women who had not been born in North America. However, today even men can join as honorary members. They still hate alcohol, cigarettes, "club drugs" and of course, because there is more than enough hate to go around, same-sex marriage.
Monday, December 04, 2006
Arrogant Bastard
Just be glad that I have more beer to talk about, instead of going on about watching "Finding Neverland" this evening while trapped with a cat on my lap, unable to reach the Kleenex. Resistance was futile. Besides, there's a time for getting weepy, and there's a time for avoiding "the ticking crocodile."Arrogant Bastard to the rescue! This stuff is oaked dammit. I am certainly not worthy.
p.s. I believe in fairies. Always have, always will.
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