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12-23-2015 Journal – Wings & Things Nite!   1 comment

With just three shopping days left the better-half and I decided we needed to get out of the house and have a good meal at one of our favorite spots.  She was jonesing for some smoking hot chicken wings and our first holiday visitor arrived as well and he needed to relax a little after his trip. There was only one place we could think of that fit the bill.


We made our way to the Great Lost Bear, located in Portland Maine.  If you like good food, a giant selection of beer on tap, and a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere this is the place.  It’s a dark and cozy bar/restaurant with a really diverse group of customers.  Since I’m not much of a beer drinker a decided to try something new and interesting for my beverage selection.  I received a extra tall glass of Woodchuck Cherry Cider.  I know one thing for certain, I’ll be drinking a lot more of that stuff in the future. It was semi-sweet, fruity, with an alcohol content of approximately 5.4%.  It was awesome.


‘How do you pick just one?’

We all arrived with huge appetites and proceeded to chow down.  I tried something new called the Barbecue Hot Mess.  It’s layered in a Mason jar with Mac & Cheese on the bottom, then baked beans, then pulled pork w/sauce, then cole slaw, and finally topped with a big fat jalapeno popper. I was lucky to get this picture because I could barely control myself. I made short work of the whole mess and it was just incredible.


It was a miserable night weather-wise but the food and drink made up for it.  Just as we were leaving the bar the rain which had been pouring down for hours stopped.  The late shopping crowds appeared to out in great numbers regardless causing the traffic to be much heavier than normal. 


For those of you who live in and around the many metro areas in this country that are constantly clogged with traffic you need to understand what I’m saying.  In Maine traffic congestion is considered to be a line of twenty cars during rush hour. Really heavy traffic requires a line of forty cars.  One of the biggest adjustments I had to make after moving to Maine was the lack of traffic. I came from Boston where I spent at least an hour a day sitting on Rt. 128. In Maine I’d have to travel fifteen miles to even find a small traffic jam.  Do I miss Massachusetts . . . that would be a big Hell No!

We still  have a few Christmas items left to wrap and more food preparations to complete for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day dinners but really that’s just part of the fun. My better-half who claims to love being surprised is chomping at the bit to see her gifts but this pleasant torture is something that I look forward to every year. I drop lots of meaningless hints which mean absolutely nothing and it just drives her crazy.


06-23-2015 Journal–Rainy Day Trip!   Leave a comment

As I roll out of bed this morning it’s done with the beginnings of a mediocre and annoying hangover.  It all started with the arrival of my nephew from Dallas at midnight last night.  Unlike my better-half and me, his air travel from Texas went as well as could be expected and he arrived on time with all of his luggage (miracle of miracles). 


We arrived home where he desperately needed food and drink and some time to relax. We finally made it to bed around 2:30 am after being finished off by a large bottle of really excellent Sangria.  Boy is my head throbbing this morning.

Our plans for today, if the weather cooperates, include a touristy trip along the coast to Portland Head Light (Lighthouse) at the entrance to Portland Harbor. We cruised through a number of towns on the way including Old Orchard Beach, Scarborough, Cape Elizabeth, and South Portland. The weather was a huge pain like always but we muddled through.

Later this evening with my better-half in tow we’ll be off once again for a night of excellent food and drink at one of Portland’s best pubs, The Great Lost Bear.  Hundreds of beers on tap and the super hot chicken wings that could possible set your hair on fire.  A perfect time to kick back, relax, and enjoy the interesting atmosphere and even more interesting people.

‘One Lone Lobsterman’

The rest of the week should be fun if the weather cooperates. Later in the week we have a deep sea fishing trip scheduled and a few hours on the water chasing and catching a few fish will cap off his visit.

06-30-2013   Leave a comment

It’s been a few weeks since I slipped back into journal mode but with the summer beginning I thought I should catch up a little.  It’s been raining off and on for more than a week forcing us to be house-bound once again.  With all of this rain the garden is flourishing and beginning to look like my own personal jungle.

The summer plans are once again being readjusted due to family obligations by my better-half.  What I initially thought would be a quiet summer is slowly slipping away.   I shouldn’t be all that surprised since it happens more often than not.

I spent more than a little time yesterday attempting to get my chores in order.  If you garden you don’t need to be told just how important maintaining a compost pile is.  Unfortunately that magic doesn’t just happen.  It must be maintained just like anything else and this week I took steps to do just that.  There’s nothing as much fun as standing ankle deep in compost and turning the pile.  My compost consists primarily of grass clipping left to rot.  The smell is unforgettable and the larger the pile becomes the worse the smell.  With the over abundance of rain the amount of clippings being saved is huge.  I no longer have a compost pile but a compost mountain.  What a dirty but necessary job.

My cucumber wine is progressing nicely.  The aroma is rather nice but I haven’t tasted it yet.  It needs to progress a little further into the process because it would only taste like yeast at this stage.  My better-half finally put up a batch of blueberry wine which we’re both looking forward to drinking.  It seems that almost anything made with blueberries always tastes wonderful.  The blueberries also make almost anything they’re mixed with taste even better.  This Fall should be very productive for jams and jellies with the rain making for fat and luscious berries.

With the Fourth of July approaching we’re planning a couple of beach days. The weather looks as if it will be cooperating for a change so we’ll really be able to enjoy ourselves.  The better-half is insisting we make a short visit to our local amusement park to enjoy a few rides and a visit to a small kiosk that specializes in Chinese chicken wings.  She has a serious addiction to wings that hasn’t lessened over the years.  Just recently we made a trek to our favorite spot in Portland for outstanding chicken wings.  The Great Lost Bear is known for it’s hot wings and believe me they are unbelievable.  Their super hot version will almost certainly kill you but I guarantee you’ll die happy with a smile on your face.

Now that the heaviest rain storms are over and things are drying out I’ll be able to get into the woods for some head-clearing alone time.  My camera and lenses have been cleaned to within an inch of their lives and are ready for some heavy use.  I can’t wait.

So, we’ll celebrate the countries birthday this coming week as well as the life, death, and times of Thomas Jefferson.  I’m pretty sure if he were here he wouldn’t be celebrating all that much but that just my humble opinion. I’ll get back to my normal postings soon enough and I’m looking forward to an interesting summer.  I hope you are as well.

11-20-2012   2 comments

Today has been the most excited I’ve been in weeks.  All of our Christmas preparations are finally completed.  Everything is purchased, wrapped, baked, decorated, and it only took two months.  All that work, effort, and thought  invested into one 24 hour period after which we get to pack it all up for another year.  Are we all that nuts?  Don’t answer that, it was rhetorical. 

You would think a huge sigh of relief would be in order but Nooooooooooooo!  My better-half is what you might call an obsessive planner and her whole life revolves around tasks and their completion.  She has a driving need to be working around the clock to feel any sense of accomplishment. Unfortunately some of that craziness often spills over onto me.  I’m just the opposite.  In my world if my tasks are complete, it’s time for a comfortable chair, a hot toddy, and a few hours of relaxation.

I was advised last evening as we were baby-sitting the new grandson who seemed to be enjoying himself a great deal by  crapping his pants, throwing up on my better-half, and screaming at the top of his lungs, that on Saturday night we would be taking a Christmas pilgrimage to Portland, Maine. We could walk along Commercial Street, romantically hand-in-hand, to window shop, people watch, and quite likely stop at Three Dollar Dewey’s for a beer or two.  I think she’s trying to establish some new Christmas traditions for just the two of us.

It’s important for her for some reason that we make a mandatory stop at Mexicali Blues (again with her Mexican fixation), a shop full of incense, do-dads, and New Age thing-a-ma-bobs.  I normally prefer walking along Commercial street when the weather’s warm and I’m wearing a T-shirt and shorts. Not so much in winter clothing with piles of snow and slush everywhere.  You should also be aware that since Commercial street is located along the water adjacent to Portland harbor that nothing says Christmas like the harbor smell during low tide. 

After an hour or two of hoofing it up and down the street, we’ll be in and out of stores that I would never visit on my own. When we’re finished with the grand tour we can return to our car and hopefully not find a gift from the Portland PD meter maids, a $25.00 dollar parking ticket.

Next we’re scheduled to take a short ten minute ride to her favorite place in Maine and the world.  The Great Lost Bear, a tavern and restaurant, located on Congress street in Portland.  She requires quarterly pilgrimages to this bar because of their massive collection of beers from all over the world.  They’ll stuff us with some of the hottest chicken wings you could ever possibly eat, a few needed drinks, and then send us on our way. Hopefully we make it home without hitting any sobriety checkpoints, being arrested for a DUI, or having our car towed. 

If we complete all of that without incident we’ll have had a wonderful time and finally be able to settle in and wait for Christmas Day to arrive. I’ll then be patiently waiting for the next twelve months so we can do it all over again now that it’s an official family tradition.  After all it’s freaking Christmas.

Posted December 21, 2012 by Every Useless Thing in Humor

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