Is It Wrong?

Speaking of drinking beer . . . (see previous entry) While ice cream has become a satisfactory, if temporary, substitute for the occasional fine brew, I fantasize daily about swilling a creamy, cool Guinness just as soon as that baby launches from my body.

As I write this, I picture two friends with discerning brew palates - Megan (pictured glamorously, left) and Dusty - nodding sagely.

"Indeed," they would say, fingers steepled in solemn agreement. "Guinness would be a fine choice to toast your newborn - although a Pilsner Urquell might be more appropriate for a daytime birth."


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I am a writer and lazy artist who loves travel, architecture and design. Right now, I'm into photography. My fabulous husband (a.k.a. The Varmint) and I are also the principals of a San Diego-based creative agency - and new parents to the divine Baby Mak. Read More >