Some days you just gotta pile your girlfriend and your dogs into your car, go hang out with your dad, eat some steaks, smoke some cigars, drink some Busch, and shoot some guns #allthemanthings #headforthemountains #midwest #cigarsandguns

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Some days you just gotta pile your girlfriend and your dogs into your car, go hang out with your dad, eat some steaks, smoke some cigars, drink some Busch, and shoot some guns #allthemanthings #headforthemountains #midwest #cigarsandguns
Middle-aged suburban white women at my workplace have assimilated the term "deuces" into their everyday farewells. Alert the officials at UrbanDictionary, we have a code blue.
My new whip.
This happened today. Then I got concealer put on the zit on my forehead. Being in the male minority FTW.
I wouldn't mind cicadas if they weren't so dumb. They just fly into shit and make dumb noises until they run into so much shit that they fall over and die.
Just realized the Portland public transit has the tri-force in its emblem.
I wasn't man enough to finish my Portland famous big-ass sandwich. I'll turn in my balls immediately to the dept of manliness. (Note: this picture doesn't do justice to the big-ass-ness of this sandwich. Big-ass indegestion not pictured.)
I always feel like somebody's watchin' me....
Me: is that absinthe? Bartender: Sure is. Yes, it has wormwood. Two kinds in fact. Me: ...yes please
spent the morning wandering around Powells books, a book store encompassing one city block. Time for beer. Brewery #1: Deschutes
"Lets just blow up the grid plan, and rewrite the streets to be much more a self-portraiture of our personal struggles rather than some real estate broker's wet dream from 1807. We're forced to walk on these right angles. I mean, Doesn't she find it infuriating? By being so completely illusioned to the grid plan, I think most noteworthy is this idiom, 'I can't even imagine changing the grid plan', she's really aligning herself with this civilization. It's like saying I can't imagine altering this civilization. I can't imagine altering this meek and lying morality that rules our lives. I can't imagine standing up on a chair in the middle of the room to change perspective. I can't imagine changing my mind on anything. In the end, can't imagine having my own identity that contradicts other identities."
- Timothy "Speed" Levitch recalling a conversation about the NYC grid plan with a fastidious, Judaic type woman in very sexual slacks
401k is vested as of today
C.R.E.A.M.
I drove through this before the fire department showed up to hose it down. The smell made me want to stab everyone in every car around me and myself....as a favor.
Walking my dog past an elementary school a few blocks away...either its bring your big sister night, or there is a serious abundance of dreamy hipster moms in this area that I was completely oblivious to.
CEO and founder of Stone Brewing, Greg Koch, preaching his sermon condemning the evils of yellow fizzy beer whilst standing on the bar I work at during Stone Total Tap Takeover. He proceeded to crowd surf down. It was mildly douchey, but in that way you keep a few token douchey friends around because you are secretly amused by their douchantics.
dadsaretheoriginalhipster:
Your dad was into craft beer before you were and he has one of the best breweries around to prove it. He was the MacGyver of making drunk, the Mozart of all things malt. He could bottle a beer with one hand, seduce your mother with the other and still never spill a drop.
So hipsters, next time you’re belly up to the bar, scratching your beard and staring at the tap selection like it was an assortment of Levi’s skinny jeans, remember this…
Your dad knew beer before you did and you can taste his knowledge on your local tap by ordering a Bell’s.
Much Thanks to Laura B. for submitting Larry Bell of Bell’s Brewery.
I tip my cycling cap and raise a glass of Oberon to you sir. You brew a beer that reminds me of being home in Michigan.
Unexpected birthday score from my step dad's bidnaz trip to Indy.