Shake a Day

As we mentioned yesterday, the city of Superior, Wisconsin prides itself on the number of bars within its limits. One needn’t visit more than a few of them to realize that they’re all strikingly similar. They’ve all got the same cheap tile floors, the same low-grade wood bar and vinyl stools, same neon signs and promotional hangers from the same beer distributors, and the same aging, overweight barflies hanging around drinking cheap domestics. There’s nothing fancy there: no music, no dancing, no $12 pre-prohibition cocktails made of organic spirits and handmade bitters.

All of these bars do have one thing we don’t have here though, something we’d never even heard of until we found it in Superior… the Shake a Day dice game.

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It’s pretty simple really: they have a cup of 5 dice behind the bar and a big jar full of money. You put fifty cents or a buck in the jar (depending on the bar) and the bartender gives you a chance to roll the dice. You can only buy one chance a day, hence the name.

It works like Yahtzee. Three rolls to make a “hand.” We’re kind of cloudy on the exact rules, but if you get 5 of a kind you win the pot of money. Lesser winning combinations can result in lesser prizes, and common offerings are a free beer or a free shot of some sort.

From what we understand, the game is not exclusive to that area but is popular throughout the North, from Ohio all the way out to the Dakotas. Fun as it is, we don’t anticipate that this kind of low stakes gambling will make its way to Maryland anytime soon. We wouldn’t mind if it did though. The next time we walk into a tavern and see a cup of dice on the bar, we’ll be glad to toss a buck in the pot and take our chances.

(image via Flickr user sbaush)

SRB Gots to Go: Our Bi-Weekly Political Roundup

When we left off blogging it was the Dog days of Summer and in the world of electoral politics Silly Season was in full swing. There was precious little to talk about of any significance. Now we seem to have the opposite problem. We’re heading down the home stretch with the debates right around the corner.

Mitt Romney is going to lose. We’ve been LOLing at his inept and bumbling campaign all Summer and taking great satisfaction from the President’s rising poll numbers. From Clint Eastwood’s convention speech to the Libyan attacks to the secret fundraiser video, the Romney campaign has had about two good days. Total. Every other day Romney has looked like the entitled, evil billionaire of an out-of-touch plutocrat he is.

He’s bungled so much, and his losing is such a foregone conclusion at this point that we’re not going to dedicate this blog post to talking about him. Instead we want to talk about the mayor.

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Fuck the mayor. Seriously. Fuck you, Stephanie Rawlings-Blake.

Between not making any measurable improvements on anything, forcing another Grand Prix debacle on us, letting the school headquarters buy $1000 videophones, closing fire companies, playing shell games with speed cameras, giving away hundreds of thousands in tax breaks to further develop Harbor East, wanting to pave over Patterson Park, and presiding over a water utility and water billing system which is fucked beyond all possible imagination, and personally being kind of a pushy entitled bitch, we are happy to declare today that we have finally had enough of the mayor’s shit.

After her elevation, when she was elected with only a brief tenure in office behind her, we didn’t mind so much. We’d been overseas and figured that one mayor was as good as another. Can’t be much worse than Sheila Dixon, right? Well listen up internet: we were wrong and we freely and publicly admit it. Since her election Stephanie Rawlings Blake has fallen in this blog’s estimation from just okay to absolutely terrible. She’s got plenty of time left in office, but when this term is finally up she gots to go.

If you’d like to toss back a few drinks and rail about the mayor with us, or rail about Romney, Todd Akin, voter suppression, gay marriage or anything else turn up at Liam Flynn’s tonight at 7:00 for the regular meeting of the Baltimore Chapter of Drinking Liberally. Admission is free and liberals of all stripes are welcome. Just look for the red, white and blue bottle on the table.

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Liam Flynn’s is located at 22 W. North Ave in Station North. 7 pm.

Pictures from Duluth

Our recent travels brought us to Duluth, Minnesota and the city just across the river, Superior, Wisconsin. What’s Duluth like? It’s nice enough. It’s a very pleasant place, if not the most thrilling city on earth. There’s a waterfront park which is popular among the locals. You can watch the bridge raise and lower itself as the ships come in and out. There are also many shops and restaurants nearby, analogous to the inner harbor here in town.

If you go into Downtown proper, there’s an independent record store and a few decent bars. There are some interesting shops as well, although downtown is limited to about two streets before the layout starts to feel increasingly suburban.

Across the lake in Superior, the whole city is like a time capsule. Entirely industrial in nature, nearly all of the houses and buildings have remained unchanged since the 1960’s or before. And when we say unchanged we mean it. You won’t see any vinyl siding on the houses or fancy new signs on Tower avenue. Nary even a fresh coat of paint around. Superior does have one thing going for it though, which is that the residents pride themselves on the number of dive bars in the city. There’s a lot of them, and not a single one of them could be described as ‘faux’ or ironic or the least bit fashionable. Think if every bar on Fort Ave was Hogan’s Alley. There’s peanut shells on the floor and you can get a local craft beer for $2.75. You can sit around all day talking to aging barflies about the Packers.

Here are a few instagram shots we took while we were around…

Downtown Duluth

Fitger's Brewery and Inn

Fitger's, Blatnik Bridge in Background

One of the Roads a Man Must Walk Down

Lakewalk and Bike Path

Inside a Duluth Bar

Downtown Superior

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Globe News, Side View

A Random Sidewalk Shrine to Tommy Thompson

Engine in the SS Meteor Maritime Museum

Statue Dedicated to Great Lakes Seamen

A Bulk Carrier on Lake Superior

Pictures From Detroit

And just like that we’re back.

We’ve spent the last two months working up in Minnesota and Michigan. We were pretty busy that whole time, and didn’t get to carve out much time at all for recreation, but thanks to the magic of DirectTV we were at least able to keep up with the Orioles. And thank Baseball Jesus for that. If we had been over in Abu Dhabi or some damn place we would have missed the first appearance of any sort of genuine Orioles Magic in 15 years.

We’re glad to be back in time to catch the last few games of the season, and while we’ve managed to secure our ALDS tickets, as of now we’re SOL on the wild card game. If you have spare wild card game tickets, please send us an email. We’re interested.

In the meantime, enjoy these Instagram pictures we took while we were away.

Detroit

Detroit

GM Headquarters

Detroit

Ambassador Bridge

Windsor, Ontario

Detroit's Exurban Sprawl

Ship Sailing at Sunrise

Lighthouse, Lake Huron

The Chop Goes to the Great Lakes

It’s too goddamn hot. We’re going to spend the rest of the Summer on the Great Lakes. Smell you later, Baltimore.

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We’ll be chilling in the Great White North for the next 60 days. Minnesota, Wisconsin, Michigan, maybe Canadia. Have fun with your scapefests and your derechos and your leaky water pipes.

This blog will resume posting daily in September. In the meantime, enjoy some pictures of Mackinac Island, Michigan.