The Blog Of Chris Bâby

According to James Gee, the term mushfake was coined in prison to describe “making do with less when the real thing is not available.” It’s possible that the very first mushfake was toilet wine. And coincidentally one of the most mushfaked discourses in the world is that of the wine aficionado.   When two meet in the wild you can almost hear the voice of Sir David Attenborough in the background. “Ahh, now here we have two of natures more marvelous creatures. See how they approach each slowly and engage in conversation. The dominant female has started by commenting on the time that she visited the Rhone Valley. But see how the upstart challenges this by stating he’s never really cared for syrah ( indicating his knowledge of the region) but that he much prefers an Anderson Valley Pinot Noir when choosing a distinguished red with a low tannin base. This back and forth will continue until they determine the proper hierarchy. At least for this encounter. For the world of wine is de...

When I was a child, I wanted to be an astronaut, an author, a soldier, or a firetruck. In that order and maybe even all four. I couldn't wait to be an adult. Then I grew up a little and was told that I would never have those opportunities and the purpose of life is to be as miserable as possible while maintaining a little dignity. I really struggled to identify any occupation that would provide sufficient misery but being insufferably shy in my teenage years led me to the conclusion that I should work in customer service.   The pay was nice and low and the public is always looking to take their own frustrations out on a captive audience so I was perfectly suited to be miserable.  Working at the Indiana Crowne Plaza      I’ve worked quite a few jobs over the last decade, but I’ve spent the most time in the hospitality career field as a front end operational manager and in accounting. I felt like I'd sort actually gotten a real adult jo...