Little Tech Puppies In the Artisan Beer Hall
by Gary Hardaway
Little tech puppies, well compensated for code
that outsourced laborers will realize in supercheap,
superchipped gewgaws, sip artisan beers
scented with raspberry and lime and hopped up
to just the right bitterness by hand
in a repurposed pumphouse that served the factory adjacent
filled now with the coolest lofts.
I can smell it, Gary. Smell it. *
Thanks, Chris.
Saw a Budweiser commercial in the gym that was trying to campaign against those "artisan beers". All they need is a robot.*
I want one of those cool lofts.*
Are they all still wearing skin-tight jeans and talking coke-speed? *
Budweiser afraid artisan beers? How charming. Thanks, Amanda.
Are you cool enough for one of our lofts? Thanks, Gary.
I think the tight jeans are still a thing. Red Bull gives them wings which the artisan beer clips a bit. Thanks, Matt.
Have you been to San Francisco without telling me? Techie Hipsters. Urgghhhh. I vomit. And gewgaw. Very stranged I used that in a piece I'm working on, but hadn't read this yet. We're on a wavelength my friend.
Thank you, Steve.
You nailed the hipster. "superchipped gewgaws" Great one.*
Thanks, Daniel.
*, Gary. I think you are onto their cubicle-based, synthetic lives.
Thanks, David.
I think the owners and the venture capitalists drink the blueberry IPA. The kids writing code drink Pabst Blue Ribbon because it's cheaper. Ironically, of course, it used to be red-neck beer--"Red Necks, White Socks and Blue Ribbon Beer" by Johnny Russell.
Every old is new again, but freshly written. Nice.