Monthly Archives: April 2009

Webcomic Wednesday (Jamaica Time): Happy Birthday, Mr President

Today’s comic is brought to you via Curtiss Hayden, the swingingest historically inaccurate president ever.  He’s a blast, I met him at NEWW in a haze of tequila, and haven’t been able to forget his striking visage since.  His own comic can be found over at




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Let’s Talk About Baseball

I love baseball.  I do.  It’s one of the few things in life that fills me with pure, unadulterated joy (the others being homemade guacamole and a perfect mix CD….also, really good sex).

Some of you may argue that this post veers dangerously away from my three casey_stengel21tenants of “Beer, Food and Geekitude”, but I would argue that point.  And I would win.  What other sport contains so much math?  And what are Geeks if not defined by our overwhelming sense of superiority due to our ability to crunch numbers no one else wanted or needed to be crunched in the first place?  Where else but a baseball stadium can you pay $7 for watered down beer?  Where else can you dine on the delicacies that are dollar hot dogs?  (P.S., Phillies, I don’t know if you planned Dollar Dog Night to coincide with the swine flue scare, but kudos to you for that).  So, I love baseball.  After all, I am named after the man seen at right.

fc0609608711Of course, I was named after his Yankees incarnation.  My father is a Yankees fan through and through.  He has been to more baseball games (major and minor league) than I have hairs on my pretty little Irish head.  He caught his first foul ball at the age of 55.  He instilled in me a love for the game that is practically embedded in my DNA.  He has taken time off from his illustrious journalism job to call games for the Bowie Baysox and the now defunct Aberdeen Arsenal.  He wrote a book about it.  You should go buy it here (clicking on the picture will also work.  Please buy my dad’s book, I need birthday presents this year).

My tiny baby self was dragged to more games in old Yankee stadium than is probably healthy for any infant.  When we moved to the DC area, my parents mem08900would pack us into the Honda wagovan and drive into the absolute dregs of Baltimore to see games at Memorial Stadium (easily one of the ugliest ballparks in creation, seen at left).  If the Yankees were playing the Orioles, it wasn’t even a question, we were there.  Heck, if the Yankees were playing the Red Sox, we were probably there, too (it took my mom, a Massachusetts native, a few years to give up her loyalties).  Some of my fondest childhood memories are of falling asleep in the orioleparkback seat as we drove through the worst part of Baltimore on our way home at 1am.

And then came Camden Yards.  Oh, Camden Yards.  Probably the most beautiful ballpark I have ever been in.  The first of the new style of stadiums.  I saw a Cal Ripken streak game here.  My dad would take us out of school early to catch afternoon games.  I loved and still love this ballpark with all my heart.  My love for the Orioles may have waned (because, well, they’re the ORIOLES).  But my love for the ballpark remains.

20d_img_2015scrillustrationOur family vacations for years involved a stop in Cooperstown, NY.  I can probably still name most of the Hall of Famers off the top of my head.  Somewhere in the depths of my closet I still have a hot pink Hall of Fame baseball cap that I wore for about 6 years straight (seen here on a much younger incarnation of myself).  I learned how to keep score at age 9.  It was one of the few things I had going for me nosantawhen I ended up managing the girls’ JV Softball team in high school (did I mention I went to a high school named after the Big Train himself, the great Mr. Walter Johnson?)  Because, you see, while I love baseball, I sort of suck at it.  Don’t get me wrong, I can hit passably and was a fairly good catcher for the CustomInk Inkers back in 2007, but I’m really sort of shoddy.  I guess love of the game doesn’t necessarily coincide with a talent for the game.

World Series Rays Phillies BaseballNow I am fortunate enough to live in Philadelphia.  Home to the World Phucking Champions of baseball.   Home to Citizen’s Bank Park, where you can still get seats for $11 and be able to see the whole game (suck it, new Yankee stadium).  And the place where last night I witness my first ever grand slam.  And as if that weren’t enough, there were TWO grand slams last night!  I was in screaming, cheering, slightly beer-buzzed heaven.  Home to the late, great Harry Kalas, a man who I have the ultimate respect for and whose absence makes baseball feel a little less real to me.

In conclusion, I love baseball.  And I wanted to share that love with you.phillies_fan_hurstad Why?  Because sometimes you need to cheer.  Sometimes you need to stand up and scream and cry and believe in a team of men that represents the hopes and dreams of an entire city.  Sometimes, just for a moment, a city notorious for filth and crime and toughness can come together and indulge in the joy of winning a world championship.  And if you don’t believe that’s true, then you obviously weren’t in Philadelphia last October.

539wP.S. Chase Utley, have your people call my people.  You delicious piece of second baseman, you.

P.P.S.  Raul Ibanez, I love you.  No, really I do. I’m going to buy you a cheesesteak and we can hang.  Burrell? Burrell who?

P.P.P.S. Whoever threw that hot dog at my head last night, don’t mess with an Irish woman who has just enough whiskey in her system to forget she has the upper body strength of a rat terrier.  I’m watching you.


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Calling All Wannabe BarGeeks!


So, as you may know, I am leaving for a well-earned vacation on Wednesday. Since I don’t want to leave the blog dark for the whole time, I am putting out an open call for guest blogs!  They can be about anything related to Beer, Food, or Geekitude!  Webcomic artists are also welcome to submit a little somethin-somethin.

Simply send your contribution to

and I will find a time to post it while I’m away. You’ll get full credit and a link back to your site! I get to sit on the beach and drink rum! It’s a win-win situation!

So put on your geek caps and let’s keep this blog rolling, folks!


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Emoticomics #5: I Hate Photoshop


Photoshop program errors make me stabby.  The panic screen makes me want to kick puppies.  I have seen both of these things no less than 6 times each today.  I have been at work for less than 2 hours.  Please avoid me and keep the puppies indoors.  This has been a graphic designer public service announcement.

……*the more you know*


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The State of the BarGeek

terriblephotoshopGood morning, gentle readers.  I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for attending the state of the BarGeek, and we’re going to go ahead and move forward with a few points of order.

Point of Order #1: What’s in a Name?
We now have an actual domain name!  This blog can now be found at  The wordpress domain name will still work, but it’s nice to have a grown up URL, now isn’t it?

Point of Order #2: Greed is Good.
You may have noticed some changes over there—–> Fret not, these aren’t ads.  They are, however, shameless pleas for cash.  I started up a CafePress store (which, I’m aware, sort of sucks right now, I’m working on it).  So if you have ever felt the need to own a pair of boxer shorts with the *jazzhands* emoticon on them, now is your chance!  For those who don’t feel the need to recieve goods in exchange for money, you can donate to my PayPal.  Why?  Well, because I need money.  Don’t you?  As the blog gets bigger and better and brighter, I have plans for expansion, conventions and better merchandise.  Also, beer costs money.

Point of Order #3: We Be Jammin, Mon.
I will be out of the country for a week starting next Wednesday.  While I’ll have my computer, I can’t promise that I will update frequently (or at all).  I’ll be in Jamaica.  I will be enjoying it.  I can promise lots of drunken Twitter updates, however.

Point of Order #4: We Need YOU!
I need your feedback!  What do you like about the blog?  What do you wish I would STFU about already?  What do you wish there was more of?  Is Emoticomics even funny to anyone besides myself and my friends?  How many of you got to this site by googling “fish and chips”?  Seriously?  Send your comments, suggestions, concerns, nasty threats and tastefully shot boudoir photos to

Point of Order #5: PUPPY!


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Webcomic Wednesday: A Softer World

During the NEWW pub crawl, I ran into a striking young Canadian in a hoodie.  He loudly proclaimed to me, “You’re very pretty, OH MY GOD I AM GOING TO DIE IN HERE!”  I’m fairly certain the two things were not related.  This young man turned out to be none other than Joey Comeau, half of the superteam behind one of my favourite webcomics, A Softer World.

I also had the pleasure of meeting the other half, the amazingly talented Emily Horne (click on her name to see her flickr page).  She was less concerned that she was going to meet her untimely end in a bar in Northampton, MA.  A few weeks later I noticed that a certain drunken blogger had appeared in one of their occasionally whimsical, often insane, and always brilliant comics:

pointYep, that’s me in all of my drunken, opinionated glory.  The young man behind me who looks equal parts scared and amused is Joel Watson of Hijinks Ensue, a really good comic if you feel like checking it out.

I was flattered and amazed, not only because I think that Joey and Emily are good people (they are), but because A Softer World is such a damned good comic.


It’s one of the first webcomics that I started that made me think.  Sometimes about deep things, sometimes about Popsicles.  But it stirred something within me that caused my brain to start percolating.  How many webcomics can you really say that about?  Yes, some of the comics are depressing.  Some are funny.  Some are hopeful.  Some are downright random.  Some of them I plain don’t get because I’m probably not cool enough.  But I guarantee that you will come away with a thought, an opinion, or an inspiration.


This is one of those comics you see yourself in.  Where you read Joey’s words or see one of Emily’s pictures, and you think to yourself, I’ve thought that.  I’ve dreamed that.  I’ve lived that.  It’s familiar and relatable in a way that not many things are.  Especially not many things that you can read on the Internet for free.


A Softer World is like that song you heard once at a bar you didn’t particularly want to be at in the first place, but then end up singing the next day with no memory of its title.  It’s that girl you saw at the library who you swore you know from somewhere but you can’t remember her name or whether or not you kissed her once, or maybe it was her brother.  It’s the friend who shows up at your party and drinks all your gin, only to leave you with a note the next morning that reads “thanks for the purple”.  It’s a zombie attack on the day you get your hunting license, but forget your gun.  It’s an overextended string of bad metaphors by a ridiculous excuse for a blogger.  You get the idea.

The point is, it’s good.  And you should read it.  You should also go buy Joey’s book, Overqualified, which is a collection of actual (and hilarious) job application letters which he’s sent in to employers.  They also have a slew of other projects you should check out.  It’s like a smorgasbord of awesome.



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Come EXCHANGE Ideas with Philly Artists, Tonight!

It’s the third Tuesday of the month, do you know where your brain cells are?  I think I left mine somewhere around 15th and Sansom in a 24oz beer at Oscars, but that’s beside the point.  When you get around to finding your poor neglected and culturally-starved synapses tonight, you should drag them over to the upstairs lounge at the Copabanana on 4th and South for the Exchange.

chrisvalleyRegular readers will remember my pimping of this event two weeks ago, and I’m here to pimp it again.  The Exchange is put on every other Tuesday by the lovely people at the Community Cultural Exchange in South Philly.  Tonight’s acts include poetry and spoken word by Philly locals Brotha Ray, Wes Gil, Monica Pace and Ebony Malaika Collier, as well as music by the lovely and talented Chris Valley (seen here performing at a previous Exchange).

cce_421_final_2And don’t forget the food and drink specials.  There’s no cover, which already means you’re saving some cash for your precious Star Trek advance tickets.  Appetizers are 1/2 off (and DELICIOUS), and drinks are $1 off.  And this isn’t a Budweiser and Miller Lite sort of party.  Bartender Ash hides a lovely array of tasty fermented beverages in his upstairs cooler, including Strongbow Cider, Troeg’s Dreamweaver Wheat, Allagash White, Weyerbacher Insanity (an 11% abv monstrosity he made me try two weeks ago which will make you love everyone and everything within a 2 foot radius), and the usual draft Kenzingers and Lagers (which is Yuengling for those outside of Pennsylvania), among others.  I promise you’ll find something you like.

So come out, support local artists, enjoy some food and drink, bring your business cards and portfolios, even that knitting project you’ve been meaning to finish (maybe that’s just me).  The CCE are good people who put on a good show, and I promise that they will make you feel more welcome than your crazy Aunt Tabitha with all the precious moments figures in her bathroom (again, maybe that’s just me).  I will be there around 8:30/9ish.  Hope to see you there!

The Exchange
Upstairs at the Copabanana
4th and South Street
No pants*

*please wear pants

(P.S. Yes, I did design the flier.  Thanks for asking.  I also tap dance for money on the street.   It’s a living.)

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