TheRealBarman Goes Fine Dining

I have always wondered if being raised under different circumstances would have shaped me into something more refined.  You know, oil paintings and Persian rugs and a closet brimming with velvet?  But then I remember that I blow snot rockets when no one is looking and pour gravy or BBQ sauce on everything that isn’t…

The Evils of Decadence

I grew up in a smallish town in Northern CA and though I’ve been living in the Bay Area for years, I still often find myself feeling like a gawking tourist stumbling through the East Bay trying to figure out the bizarre customs of the locals.  All I need are some plaid pants, a canary-colored…

The Drinking Games

  My wife doesn’t indulge in novels all the time, but if someone makes a recommendation and she gets lured in, I can’t wrestle the book from her hands anymore than she can the Wii remote from mine.  Luckily, she’s a fast reader.  I think she read the entire Twilight series in 45 minutes. Her…

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I’m Thinking Alligator

I can’t help but wonder what the hell happened to this poor, cynical sap who was performing beautiful artwork on this wall.  Sure, it could just be the cops were coming and he had to run off, but I like to think that something more dramatic occurred. Perhaps he passed out drunk and was found…