Yes, Samuel Adams is better when you drink it from the tap, in Boston. Massachusetts is the most commie lib state in the union! No, this realization has nothing to do with my most recent (only) trip here, it come from all the Bud K, Smoky Mountain Knife Works, and Shotgun News magazines I used to read as a child. I knew a knife or nightstick was cool if it was illegal in Massachusetts. Now that I think about it, that might have just been a marketing ploy by the country of India where all those cheep blades were made. I doubt you can find a true G, a real gangsta, on the street with a genuine ripoff of a Klingon, spring loaded, tri-blade dagger. (Daqtagh) Hmmmm, well, anyway, Massachusetts is liberal.

I went to a Boston pub tonight and ordered a Samuel Adams - always a good decision. Everything was going great until I realized that there was a big sign on the wall that read “This is a non smoking establishment, Massachusetts state law.” I was really jonsing for a clove, too. Anyway, it was ok. I got some food and it was good. The five 32oz. draught Sammies I ordered were good too. Ok, yes, I am a little drunk now, but hey, I’m in Massachusetts. I don’t have to worry about any thugs sneaking up on me with authentic replicas of German Luftwaffe daggers.

Anyway, once again, I come to the conclusion Aristotle came to, after wandering in the desert for 40 years, “no matter how awesome the city is, life sucks if you are alone.” I mean, the gay guy at the bar is fun and all, but you can only talk so long about gold, glossy, glaze paint. (yes Lesbo, I did)

Anyway, right now I am really missing a roommate, coworker, fellow closet anime watcher, hetero-lifemate, friend, or honey biscuit. (yes Joy, that last one was a reference to you…. naked, covered in melted circus peanuts, dancing to the theme song from the 80’s classic movie “The Flight of the Navigator”) OK, I am done complaining, and I am still drunk. I am going to wander around downtown Boston smoking like there is no tomorrow. I will not let the fact that is 36 degrees outside bother me. (even though all I packed were t-shirts) I’m off!