The Long Goodbye

These are sad times. End times. Graduation has come and gone. We’re in the grey valedictory, suffering through the anticlimax as friends and lovers drift back to from where they came. The end of college was the death of a family for me, and I’m wading through a second aftermath already.

There is a bar in Georgetown called the Tombs.

They made a movie about it

They made a movie about it

It’s a block away from campus, and it’s the only bar for almost a mile in any direction. My university is notorious for fake IDs and DC bars are notorious for taking them. Police crackdowns switch up the underclassman bar of the moment every couple of weeks, and there’s a constant trade in buybacks from bouncers and licenses from similar-looking older siblings. But The Tombs is special. By tradition, the earliest drink you have there is on your 21st, and sneaking one beforehand is bad form. You walk in after midnight with as many drinks toward twenty-one as you could muster since morning, they stamp your forehead, and you try to hit the big two-one with the cascade of shots and beers that pours in afterward. You’re carried out, and you feel like dying for a couple days. It’s a rite of passage, it’s the way you do it.

I was away, so they caught me on the cheeks for my 22nd

I was away, so they caught me on the cheeks for my 22nd

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Back from Hiatus

Hey Everybody—

Bit of a mea culpa here. I haven’t posted anything since August, and that’s largely because I haven’t written anything since August. The arrival and departure of a Mexican girlfriend, the All-Volunteer Conference, the Close-of-Service of some of my dearest friends, a trip to Istanbul to visit the much-mentioned-here Alex Guyton, and general laziness have kept me from putting key or pen to paper.

As a result of that, though, I’ve got kind of a lot of posts backed up inside of me, as it were, so I should be putting one up every couple of days, and I want to stick to at least two-a-week for as long as I should be in Mexico.

Friendly reminder since I think I’ve picked up a few readers by [my own] word of mouth since I last posted: you can subscribe to this blog by email, and it’ll poke you every time I put something up. So you can do that and never have to worry about checking this site or whatever. First new piece is coming down the pipe today.

Greetings from Mexico, folks.

 

Buckle up

Buckle up