Honestly, BrewFeeds first year traversing the Tampa downtown! It has been a delight. We like to start with Carne Asada to walking the flooded streets of Tampa. You have to understand I hold my ‘m’lord’ m’lady’ until the Renaissance fair. But being a pirate for the day as it is my wish, I bowed until my tricorn hit the pavement and “my captain,” left my lips reverently. This act alone presented, things such as drinks and beads, not that I recommend it but I find you may never know what will happen if you don’t put yourself out there. Since I was a pirate for the day, it was definitely putting my black heart out there and being the braggidy-boasty self that even Calico Jack would hoist a cheers at! We watched from the streets and we watched from the Tampa Club way up high in the nose bleeds and danced with the Rough Riders and even steam punk Abraham Lincoln!




 This is a drawing I’ve been working on. I haven’t inked her in but it is a work in progress. I’ve talked about drawing and writing my own things, yet I haven’t posted any of my art. So here we are a rough draft of the spirit of the forest. She is the keeper of secrets long since forgotten. She is full mischievousness ready to lead you on to a path you aren’t ready for. Fly or fall its your choice, if you dare. Catch her if you can, I’m game are you?