Hah! Jokes on you: I’m already banned from attending Portland City Council meetings. You curse out an incompetent mayor and lying police chief one time…

It’s a brilliant piece of satire and commentary, but more importantly, it’s a beautiful work on learning to age gracefully, and truly acknowledging the place where you live.

Should you be averse to words (what kind of monster are you?!), you can now drink ‘Crom Cruach’ while I regale you with praise for its brilliance and ingenuity.

Pinky’s. We’re on Interstate, across the street from the Alibi.

Aw, thanks. You’re ever in Portland, hit me up and I’ll make you a drink.

I like to think this was the punch she was enjoying before becoming the next… host. If not, it’s definitely the one she should’ve been enjoying right before the next Halloween.

No, what rules was that ending! Maybe the most cathartic, over the top violent coming out scene ever bloody written. And Strom Thurmond in that crowd - ahahahah! Fuck that asshole.

It’s bitter, dry, subtly spiced, and hints at fall fruit. I tried to make the drink equivalent of how I thought the Gray Maiden smelled. It’s pretty tasty. Thanks for writing some amazing work to make this possible.

Congratulations! It was a lovely event and a lovely time.

This kinda makes me a little sad that I can just go to the Hawthorne Powell’s and buy all your books. Just a little though.

Mine likes to regularly bark at the reflection of me in the front door when I stand up after we have been hanging out on the couch. I know she can see herself when she gets up and barks, but I know she pretends she doesn’t.

Very nice. And grossly underrated.

Wait, wait, wait - was I supposed to kill someone in the bar? Cause I had victims…

Congratulations on an amazing year, and I look forward to doing what I can in the future!

I’m so sorry. I put down my roommate’s dog of 17yrs old when she was out of town earlier this year. The service and group I dealt with, at my apartment, was so great that I literally do not have words. They were so kind and compassionate that they asked my forgiveness to help move the body.

Coward! Honestly, I’d assign them ‘Release the Horse’ as a proper accounting of what having roommates is really like after school.

Damn! Well, best of luck, and I’ll get the word out to my film weirdo/outsider art regulars to show up (the overlap between whiskey nerds and those with strange obsessive interests is rather ludicrously large…)

Will it be running for more than one night? Bartending life makes Fridays…tricky.

Just finished ‘The Country Under Heaven’ and that prose is so good I could smell the bloody landscapes in it. Great addition to the genre of Weird Westerns.