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  • Hog-Tied In The Back Of A Squadie

    I wanted to write a blog about the last two weeks at Keys On Main. There has been fights, nursing conventions, incredible tips, huge douche-bags, a man hog-tied in the back of a squadie after getting pepper sprayed and Westminster College kicking my butt. Unfortunately, real life has gotten in the way. For the last…

  • Ugly Americans

    The first time I poured a drink in a bar I was 16 years old. I was working as a barback and dishwasher at a crummy little strip-mall bar in North Las Vegas named Gator’s. It was owned by my next door neighbor and managed by her daughter. It was a blue collar bar frequented by…

  • Hiberniores Hibernis ipsis

    Hiberniores Hibernis ipsis translated from Latin means “More Irish than the Irish.” It was labelled upon immigrants to Ireland after the Norman Invasion to Ireland between 1168-72 who absorbed into the Gaelic culture quickly and claimed Irish heritiege. They adopted the Irish language, culture, dress and lifestyle quickly and were slapped with that fancy Latin expression in…

  • Yes Virginia, There is a St. Patrick

    We set-up camp just west of the fountains at the Gateway Mall. The streets of Rio Grande were filled with parade attendees all dressed in something green or attached with a cardboard shamrock cutout. Families lined the parade route sitting in folding camping chairs, drinking coffee or hot chocolate under overcast skies. I worked Keys…

  • Hell Of A Hat

    It’s a patch-worked wool cap made in Ireland. It sit low on my head with muted-colors. It looks like a hat my Grandpa Tom wore every time we went out. It’s the kind of a hat that a gentleman would wear about town or an Irish thug would guard his head swinging a shillelagh while…