Oof... no bueno, compadre.

As you’ve doubtless noticed by now, you elven-eyed private eye, this website isn’t exactly what you’d call “done” in the strictest sense of the word. It falls shy of what some, bold they might be, would venture to call… “finished”. Indeed, even the most generous of benefactors would find words such as “complete”, “concluded”, and “just barely presentable” can scarce escape their lips.

See, this page here is the page you would come to if you wanted to support me and my work, join the thriving WhiskyMohawk community, pour one out for your homie (me), and all that Internet content provider jazz you’ll doubtless have grown tired of before this page ever even launches.

The problem with all that is that there is no work for you to support, the WhiskyMohawk community is a party of one, and you could pour one out for me if you really wanted to but, really, you’re better off downing it yourself. I’m workin’ tirelessly to generate a heaping, helping backlog of content so that when we finally do go live, you hardy boys and girls and vegetable people (I’m lookin’ at you, Treebeard) can rely on a steady stream of wacky entertainment headed your way each week.

Until then, though, I’m not gonna be asking for your money, and I’m not gonna be clamoring for social media followers and throwing out low-effort clickbaity nonsense. We aren’t about that here. 

So keep your boostraps buckled, make sure you’ve enough whiskey and wine to last you the winter, and check back for updates and stuff often. Or, I dunno. Maybe like, sometime in August.

I love ya. I miss ya. I couldn’t do it without’cha’. Now scram, ya damn kids, and get off my lawn. I’ve got stuff to write.

xoxo,

Whisky

Oof... no bueno, compadre.

As you’ve doubtless noticed by now, you elven-eyed private eye, this website isn’t exactly what you’d call “done” in the strictest sense of the word. It falls shy of what some, bold they might be, would venture to call… “finished”. Indeed, even the most generous of benefactors would find words such as “complete”, “concluded”, and “just barely presentable” can scarce escape their lips.

See, this page here is the page you would come to if you wanted to support me and my work, join the thriving WhiskyMohawk community, pour one out for your homie (me), and all that Internet content provider jazz you’ll doubtless have grown tired of before this page ever even launches.

The problem with all that is that there is no work for you to support, the WhiskyMohawk community is a party of one, and you could pour one out for me if you really wanted to but, really, you’re better off downing it yourself. I’m workin’ tirelessly to generate a heaping, helping backlog of content so that when we finally do go live, you hardy boys and girls and vegetable people (I’m lookin’ at you, Treebeard) can rely on a steady stream of wacky entertainment headed your way each week.

Until then, though, I’m not gonna be asking for your money, and I’m not gonna be clamoring for social media followers and throwing out low-effort clickbaity nonsense. We aren’t about that here. 

So keep your boostraps buckled, make sure you’ve enough whiskey and wine to last you the winter, and check back for updates and stuff often. Or, I dunno. Maybe like, sometime in August.

I love ya. I miss ya. I couldn’t do it without’cha’. Now scram, ya damn kids, and get off my lawn. I’ve got stuff to write.

xoxo,

Whisky

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