BAYLOR: Scorned by the Gang of Pour
I’m better now, but last month I was in rough shape.
The strange, misshapen dreams first started at some point after I “came out” as a tragically misplaced European, but before Miller Lite began bragging aloud about the three whole hop cones used to flavor every 10,000 barrels of carbonated dish water.
New Albany is a state of mind … but whose? Since 2004, we’ve been observing the contemporary scene in this slowly awakening old river town. If it’s true that a pre-digital stopped clock is right twice a day, when will New Albany learn to tell time?
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Today's Tribune column: "Scorned by the Gang of Pour."
There you have it: 900 words, when all I had to do was say, "I'm not going to the meeting tonight."
"the wannabeen political retirees out in their yards weed-eating shirtless"
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So I heard. I avoided Shelby for two weeks afterward, just in case.
ReplyDeleteA stalker and a piker.
ReplyDeleteSo the secret's out . . . you're paid by the word!
ReplyDeleteWe could always head over to Jeffersonville, where the mayor claims to have first heard about the Bridges Project when he was a teenager. I figure they must be much more pergessive, what with a twenty-something-year-old mayor and all.
ReplyDeleteDid anyone catch Steve Price on local news last night 'splainin why our streets flood 5 minutes after the rain starts....
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ReplyDeleteagain, my Korean is rusty, but the previous post translates as shirt-less Communists drink Yak beer.
ReplyDeleteLoved the piece Roger...I can't think of a better place to refresh your Publican spirit than Boston. Two, count them, two local old fashioned printed-on-newsprint Daily newspapers!! And that's just the beginning of the fun democracy can be!
Your local council reportage will be missed.
Thanks, Gina. The break is sorely needed, and I believe it will be a marvelous time.
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