“From an old converted barbershop inside the area’s largest all-nude strip club comes the eleventh episode of the Saturday Six Pack With Mark Maynard…” This past Saturday’s show, it seems to me, was probably our most musical one to date. While we covered a hell of a lot of ground, talking about everything from race […]
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In spite of what I may have told you, I didn’t just fly into San Antonio a few days ago to piss on the Alamo, and then immediately return home. As much as I like the idea of zipping into a city, pissing all over their most sacred public artifact, and then zipping right back […]
Posted in Mark's Life | Also tagged 1863, 1919, abandonment, Abraham Lincoln, Alamo, Alex Rattray, Arlo, barbecue, Blue Star Arts Complex, Blue Star Contemporary Art Museum, cocktails, coonskin caps, FDR, fertility, Gary Sweeney, Gillian Fassel, goat gland, goat testicles, goats, Great Depression, Greg Hischak, infertility, Jennifer Albaum, John R. Brinkley, Lindsay Martin, Linette, Meat Loaf, morphine, musicals, Ozzy, Pee Wee Herman, pissing on things, plays, quackery, R. Kelly, Roads Courageous, San Antonio, San Pedro Playhouse, Santa Anna, slavery, sloppy joes, snake oil, speakeasy, Texas, The Granary ‘Cue & Brew, theater, Tim Rattray, Trapped in the Closet, travel, travel tips, William Barret Travis, Wolfman Jack |
By Mark | January 25, 2012
Last night, in a post about a new bar in Ypsi, I noted my dislike of trough urinals. This admission attracted the following comment from an Ypsilantian by the name of Karen. If you’re ashamed of your penis that much, you should get a catheter for when you go out to eat. In a later […]
Posted in Mark's Life, Uncategorized | Also tagged Birthers, catheter, Freaks and Geeks, Karen Maurer, Mark's penis, penis discoloration, penises, The Worst Bar, trough urinals, Truthers |
By Mark | November 2, 2011
Occasionally, Linette will wake up in the morning, angry at me about something that I’d done in a dream that she’d had. This morning, I awoke to the accusation that I’d thrown a puppy, that had just chewed its own balls off, into her neck. If there are any dream interpretation folks out there, I’d […]
