Oh, the days of nine to five. How terrible they were, but only 40 hours a week. Now 40 hours passes in the first 3 days and there are none that I don't work. But really this job is incredible. I don't understand how people don't do what I do.
Take last night, for example. It was a Brewer's Night for Diamond Knot Brewing Company out of Mukilteo. We do these things with a different brewery every 2 weeks and have gotten a pretty good crowd to come out. About 50 people show up every time and I just get to pour sweet fermented elixir to all those thirsty folks who sidle up to the bar with cash in hand just waiting to imbibe a delectable beverage. Blonde Ale, Hefe-Weizen, Shipwreck XXX IPA and a cask of IPA. All of them delicious and two kegs decimated in the first day. I love people who can drink a beer.
I'm not sure if many of you know how prevelant beer is in our local community. This is the beer capital of the world. The NW has more breweries than any other place in the country. Oregon has more per capita than anywhere in the world. It is a community unlike any other and I seem to have found a niche that puts me at the top of the heap in my neck of the woods.
I have taken it upon myself to travel around on a weekly basis and pick up kegs from the small breweries who do not distribute this far north. And what great people these brewers are! Schooner Exact has survived for 2 years brewing one keg at a time. That is 4 kegs per week, people! And now he's blowing up and I get to concider him a friend.
I know most of you are not into the beers. But it's only due to unsophistication. You have time to learn the beauty of the hops!
Well, I'm tired as I suppose I should be at 5 AM. I also have to wake up early and have a bench reapolstered. Rasputin had seperation anxiety and ate it. Damn dog. Long day ahead and only a couple of hours to prepare for it.
Don't forget it's Alexis's 12th birthday today. Can't believe it. What a special kid. Also, if anyone is interested in my weekly email newsletters for the tavern sign up for the mailing list on the website. www.acoustictavern.com. Some people actually find them entertaining and informative. Who would have thought. Goodnight!
Friday, May 1, 2009
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Second Sunday Singer Songwriter SLAM
Yeah, buddy! This month's SLAM was one for the record books. I wasn't working, so it was nice to sit back and heckle the host and participants. Here were the results:
Jake Hemming, aka Big Sexy, has once again walked away with the pot. It came it at a record 180 dollars. Tip jars are wonderful things. He sang the "saddest song he's ever written" which is about his parents. He almost cried. He is the most beautiful man I know.
Ali Marcus of Seattle came in second, again. This is 3 in a row that she has been stuck in that second place finish. She's gonna win it though, I feel it.
The second round was graced with the aforementioned badasses, along with Ron Hardesty and Matt Coughlin of Seattle. They both did well, but the judges weren't feeling it. Next time...
The first round bid farewell to Eric Miller of Seattle (who did a phenomenal job, by the way), Aleah SpringSnow, Arlan Lackie, and James Lee Harris, Jr.
There is no way to accurately write what a wonderful night this was. And it was Jasmine's 30th birthday. Her friends came out to welcome her into a new decade and all was very, very merry.
Pints that I enjoyed were as follows: 21st Anniversary Doppelbock, Wreck the Halls Winter Ale, and a bit of Ginger Pale Ale to wash down the chocolate cake. A wise choice I might add.
Back to the grindstone on Tuesday. Should be an awesome week for music.
Jake Hemming, aka Big Sexy, has once again walked away with the pot. It came it at a record 180 dollars. Tip jars are wonderful things. He sang the "saddest song he's ever written" which is about his parents. He almost cried. He is the most beautiful man I know.
Ali Marcus of Seattle came in second, again. This is 3 in a row that she has been stuck in that second place finish. She's gonna win it though, I feel it.
The second round was graced with the aforementioned badasses, along with Ron Hardesty and Matt Coughlin of Seattle. They both did well, but the judges weren't feeling it. Next time...
The first round bid farewell to Eric Miller of Seattle (who did a phenomenal job, by the way), Aleah SpringSnow, Arlan Lackie, and James Lee Harris, Jr.
There is no way to accurately write what a wonderful night this was. And it was Jasmine's 30th birthday. Her friends came out to welcome her into a new decade and all was very, very merry.
Pints that I enjoyed were as follows: 21st Anniversary Doppelbock, Wreck the Halls Winter Ale, and a bit of Ginger Pale Ale to wash down the chocolate cake. A wise choice I might add.
Back to the grindstone on Tuesday. Should be an awesome week for music.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Change is here
There are not many moments when I wish for televisions in the Green Frog, but tonight was one of those nights. Although I was able to follow the election results via computer and CSPAN it wasn't as intense as watching it unfold on the TV. So myself and three others watched as an unprecedented number of states turned blue. And I smiled.
Our band tonight was Donny Hue and The Colors. They were great. High energy and some good ol' pop rock. Not much of a crowd due to the fact that lots of other places have that big shiny box that sucks them in, but we all understood. I can say this: I was not tired of politics at all. Not having TV saved me from the incessant waves of attack ads that I'm sure many others were forced to watch. Not one ad. That makes me smile.
I'm smiling a lot today. There is good reason. History has been made. This is as big as the World Trade Center coming down. We are done with the fear and the threats. We are done with the deaf ear to the people of this country. We are done with George W. Bush for good. Man, that feels good. I will miss having an articulate president though...
Our band tonight was Donny Hue and The Colors. They were great. High energy and some good ol' pop rock. Not much of a crowd due to the fact that lots of other places have that big shiny box that sucks them in, but we all understood. I can say this: I was not tired of politics at all. Not having TV saved me from the incessant waves of attack ads that I'm sure many others were forced to watch. Not one ad. That makes me smile.
I'm smiling a lot today. There is good reason. History has been made. This is as big as the World Trade Center coming down. We are done with the fear and the threats. We are done with the deaf ear to the people of this country. We are done with George W. Bush for good. Man, that feels good. I will miss having an articulate president though...
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