Monday, May 7, 2012

The High Life

From Joe Viger:

This sign reminded me of when beer was a simple proposition. My dad was fond of Schlitz and Budweiser. The corner store cooler didn't stock much more than those two brews, Miller, Pabst and Schaefer. Some nights you let it be Lowenbrau, but rarely Heineken...at least not where I grew up.

A Sunday Drive

Somewhere on some road in Maine

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