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This blog has gone pretty dormant, and it hasn't done much to earn it's name lately either. So, to remedy both of these concerns, I present the beer popsicle.
Here, you'll find random cranial oddities including family reflections, found footage & rarified rants. The blog title? Years, ago, It was how I used to invite churchaphobic folks to visit King’s Bridge. Now, I've joined the ranks of churchaphobia myself. But beer-therapy is helping with the fear-attacks.