"What are you going to have?" Johnny peered chin down at the drinks menu. It was mostly beer, but there were some liquors.

"Probably a nice lager. I'm sick of all these ales. Especially the IPAs."

Johnny looked away from the menu, directly at Max. "You know I was thinking the same...

Did anyone like  IPA s anymore? Before they shot Keith up into  Spacecity they were still niche. During his enlistment they became the norm. And now people seemed to have been long fed up with them. Tired of pretending to like them. Pre Spacecity, Keith actually liked IPAs. The bitterness...

There was nothing to do out in the country. If you had a car then you could drive around on the weekends. If you were really bored you could get drunk then drive.

His first time driving drunk in the country was thrilling. Peter had ripped down M-49 going 75 mph...

When the IPA hit his lips he let a long ahhh. The cool taste he hadn't had in awhile. Maybe it was last Tom's birthday. When he found out where he'd be stationed. He swallowed another gulp.

" You hear anything from Tom?"

"Not in awhile" Lindsay said.

She only kept...

When Steve walked in holding a pack of  IPA s Lindsay was livid. They couldn't afford that shit. But the smile on his face stopped her. How could she be mad at that puppy dog face.

I got a big tip today. So i'm treating us.

He told her bout the weird...

There was something about the rumble of a traditional  gas   engine . All the fluids inside that required changing. All the moving parts, any one of them apt for going haywire at any moment and put you on the curb. The complexity and precariousness of it all made the car...

What the hell are you apologizing for?

Will took a breath then told the gas station clerk, you're right. I didn't do anything wrong.

Exactly! The world is always trying to put all the blame on the little guys. Like I can guarantee you that my boss and his boss is going...

IV This would be a boring story if it were just of me running a software consultancy and hanging out with my startup founder friend for  coffee here and there. That is not what this story is about. Today I'm no longer involved with that old devshop. My partner and...