So The Wife and I are in Athens over the weekend, celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary (which falls on Sept. 25, so y’all can remember the cards and gifts in the future). On Friday night, after the first of three meals at Casa Nueva, and several pints of Great Lakes’ Nosfaratu (a kick-ass hoppy red… Read More busted.

A lot has happened since my last post. Here’s a sampling: * I’ve been to two Ohio State football games, both wins. We also had two successful tailgate parties, especially the one last week where we — Fred, Ethel, The Wife and I — presented my parents with one of those canopy tents — in… Read More 30 days

A couple thoughts about the Athens Olympics: @ I generally pick one obscure sport and follow it through its conclusion. At the last winter games, it was curling. In 1984, it was water polo. I’m thinking this time it’s going to be handball, not the kind that sweaty old guys from New York play, but… Read More laffalympics

I’ve recovered sufficiently from the collapsed-in-a-heapedness to let y’all know that The Wife and I had a kick-ass vacation: Two Dead shows, three days at the lovely Jersey Shore (no, really … it was), and a Phish show that was free of mud, and, mostly, free of hassles as well. We stayed at the Crown… Read More philly, jersey, etc.

That would be Warren Haynes. I’ve never seen Gov’t Mule, Warren’s actual band. But in the last few years I keep running across Warren appearances, with Phil and Friends, with the Allmans and, this summer, with The Dead. I always liked him with Phil’s band, and he’s only perfect for the Allman Brothers. I wasn’t… Read More hardestworkingmaninshowbidniss

1984. First Dead show, at Blossom Music Center in Cuyahoga Falls. Though it was my first, it wasn’t the one that kicked my ass sideways — that came a year later at Riverbend in Cincinnati. But it was enough to get my attention, enough to get me to think that there might be something more to… Read More twenty years ago today