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I Swear, I’m Not a Hoopster
The summery, lamb phase of the spring has arrived. Brunch will be served at outdoor tables. Someone will actually buy a Bartles and Jaymes beverage. Tops will come off convertibles and spray-tanned...
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The Return of List Mania
Well, it’s been forever. The story goes that Mark and I used to sporadically update the Brew House with an edition of “List Mania” — an ode to former Kansas City Star columnist Joe Posnanski, who...
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What We Talk About When We Talk About The Men Who Sell Pixie Stix By The Highway
OK. So there are these men in Kansas City. Well, usually they’re men. And, anyway, they’re always standing at this busy intersection, this one right by my house, just a few blocks away, right down by...
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Always Sunny
The first time I saw a prostitute, I was in Philadelphia. Now, I can’t be completely certain she was a prostitute because I didn’t ask her, and it was also a Sunday afternoon, most definitely NOT the...
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A Mile Away From Ordinary
I felt kinda scared when I arrived at the track that night, dressed suavely in the guise of darkness, a plain white t-shirt, and a scrummy pair of shorts Clorox can’t save. Because I have paranoia...
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On politics, peanut butter sandwiches and the cardinal sin of pickup basketball
It is now, without a doubt, election season, that ridiculous, messy, and chaotic daily churn of news, and polls, and soundbites, and punditry—sometimes honest, sometimes not. It’s broad and...
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Unsolicited Endorsements XXXVIII
Because sometimes you just want friends to tell you about cool things… the Brew House team offers up its weekly mix of author-supported goodness Music writing: Ann Powers on Mumford & Sons Mumford...
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Scenes from Lawrence: Hipster vengeance on the bathroom wall … and a short...
Living in a college town means you see things like this on a daily basis. This one caught my eye on Saturday night at the Ringo Deathstarr show in Lawrence. Fight the power, hipster. Fight like you’ve...
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Subway or No Way
All Subway “sandwich artists” employ one of two very precise techniques for slathering mayonnaise (NOT Miracle Whip) on their god-awful sandwiches. Their choice is dependent on the utensils available...
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“50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa”: A middle class person could now...
“Juicy” by the Notorious B.I.G. is perhaps my favorite rap song of all time. It’s a Puffy-produced, nostalgic ride through the early-to-mid 90s, the history of New York hip-hop and a brief...
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