Saturday morning, I rolled out of bed at the ungodly hour of 9:00 am. By 9:30 am, I had arrived at Elbow Room and within a few minutes I cracked open my first beer of the morning. Normally, this would make me an alcoholic. At a minimum, some would consider me to […]

After reading favorable reviews in Creative Loafing and Stomp and Stammer of a new band named Tiger! Tiger!, I was fired up to go see them. Unfortunately it would be several months before I managed to catch a show. However, last Friday evening I finally did. They fucking rock. The show […]

After a less than stellar Martini experience at The Mark recently, I began to wonder if Halo still made the best Martinis in Atlanta. In the interest of scientific inquiry, I had three of them last Wednesday evening.
I was at Halo for Netparty’s Heavenly Evening event. As previously mentioned I am […]

Another year, another victory over Kansas State. R.C. Slocum always seemed to have Kansas State’s number and it looks like Dennis Franchione does too. Not a bad showing, but the points allowed is much higher than the season average. Apparently the Wrecking Crew went on vacation sometime during the third quarter. […]

White people are funny. Especially when they get into a show and decide to start dancing. During the Explosions in the Sky show, some dude next to me that looked like Billy Corgan started doing the White Person Head Nod™. More impressively, the guy standing in front of me seemed to know […]

Saturday night I had a late dinner at The Earl. I chose the hamburger, with a side of fries. I also ordered a Rolling Rock to enjoy while people watching and waiting for my meal. When the burger arrived, I ordered another zesty Rolling Rock to accompany it. As usual for […]

Today I learned that East Atlanta is over, according to Kebo, of Hushbox fame. Unfortunately, I wasted Saturday night in East Atlanta, since I had not yet received the memo about it being over.
I was in East Atlanta to see the Silent Kids show at The Earl. I first discovered the […]

Hell, it’s not even a fucking party. How many times do I have to fucking type this - BRING THE MOTHERFUCKING HOTTIES. And the “s” on the end of “hottie” implies more than five.
Friday night, I attended the Atlanta Social Circle’s Toga Party at the Tin Roof Cantina with recurring Propeller […]

Previously on Propeller Skies, I have waxed ecstatic about The Mark’s attention to detail when constructing Martinis. Unfortunately, on Friday evening they committed a cardinal sin. The bartender served my Martini IN A PLASTIC GLASS! This is wrong for several reasons; in the interest of brevity I will only address two. […]

Usually, I do not write about politics because the entire system is so corrupt and focused on keeping people down that there is no point in complaining about it. As The Who said over twenty-five years ago, “Meet the new boss, same as the old boss.” However, today is going to be an […]