(L-R, Barrister Jerry, CAPT Erika and the Master Chief drinking craft beer at the Willow on Friday night. Jon-without is leaning back. John-with has already gone to take a little lie-down. Photo Socotra). It had been raining for two solid days when I rolled into Willow yesterday. “What is the point?” I asked the Master […]

(Prepping for the game last night at Willow. Tex-the-bartender has come up with a solution to keep Old Jim and Vic contented at the Amen Corner of the bar: the Bucket o’ Bud has been supplemented with the Bucket o’ Sauvignon Blanc. It is important to be prepared. Photo Socotra.) OK, the Tigers leaned on […]

(It is bogus. The casket is not filled, or at least not necessarily, and did not arrive from anywhere except the Central Identification Lab. This has been going on for seven years across the last two idiots who have occupied the White House. Photo USAF). It had been a really odd day, catching bits and […]

(Former EPA Administrator on furlough. Photo EPA) This has been an interesting morning for a variety of reasons that I can’t go into for reasons of client confidentiality. So, we will have to do something else. I don’t want to beat a dead-horse, but all I can think about are the antics surrounding semi- and […]

It just keeps getting better and better, or at least weirder and weirder. Word this morning was that Park Service personnel had placed cones on a state-maintained highway in South Dakota to prevent motorists from pulling off the road to look, at a distance, at the busts of the greatest Presidents carved into the side […]

The Turf Tiger tractor got a name yesterday. I could tell you about it, or wax hysterical about what is happening in that strange city inside its concrete straightjacket seventy miles to the northwest. I mentioned that one of my buddies had been on the road for the last week, and is looking now at […]

(Madam’s profile is a landmark in Adams-Morgan in DC, and though controversial, remains open despite the budget crisis). If you had been on the road this week, someplace headed across the vast spaces of the interior of this Great Land you would have missed a lot, and missed exactly nothing. Despite the political theater, our […]

(Tex is triumphant over the new self-serve suds delivery device, known as “the Champagne Bucket.” The big government shut-down is affecting everything. I strolled into Willow after a day spent in the pursuit of moderation. I exercised moderately, getting my shirt off to capture the last rays of the season, and thought only moderately about […]

(Aftermath of the violent afternoon on Constitution Ave in Washington DC, 3 October, 2013.) Is it just me or is everyone a little nuts here in Washington? I was doing something constructive yesterday afternoon and was not plugged into the global information grid- or, better said- I just wasn’t paying any attention to it. I […]

(Tex shows off the new draft beer taps at Willow. This is a great day for the Republic. Photo Socotra.) It was a little after five, and we were at our places at the Amen Corner of the Willow Bar. “So, did you hear Tom Clancy is dead?” “Yeah. 66 years old, the son of […]