Tag Archives: Canadians

Number Twenty Two: Rainy Night in Royal Oak, Part 4

Posted on April 18, 2011 by martysmusings

I’ve had a bottle of beer in my refrigerator since the mid-nineties, 16.9 ounces of vintage Murphy’s Stout, priced at $2.69, according to the sticker still on the bottle. The store I bought it at has been out of business … Continue reading →

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Number Four: Bye Bye Birdie, or the Case of the Missing Cockatiel

Posted on August 20, 2010 by martysmusings

“That’s one lucky bird,” said Ed, admiring his half-full beer bottle in the dim blue light near midnight last Saturday. “And getting kicked in the head sure hurts like hell,” I said, adjusting my sombrero. At social gatherings small talk … Continue reading →

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