Dingus of the Week: Jamie Spears - Men Yell at Me
This week, I went to George’s. I wasn’t planning on it. But I’d met a friend for an impromptu drink at Goosetown and after she left I needed a burger, so I went into George’s and got an Arms Race and a cheeseburger. George’s, if you don’t know, is a fabled dive bar in Iowa City. It’s been name-checked by all the famous writers who have passed through the town and should be declared a national landmark, not because of the writers, but because they make the most delicious burgers and PBR is on tap. It was so nice to just be in a worn down booth, talking shit with a friend and drinking beer. Nothing fancy. We don’t need anything fancy, we just need cold beer and cheap burgers and a friend.
I do miss George’s. I miss those burgers. There wasn’t anything special about them except that they were made to order and were cheap. But man, did they make the world alright.