Mountain Haus 
Written By: Ash Catcher 

 This past weekend I parted with my city ways and got some much needed nature and lady time. 11 women, and I spent a weekend in the mountains. I have to admit I really needed more than 2 consecutive days off. With check in not until 3pm I took this as the ultimate 3 day weekend, naturally I made a stop or two, mostly based off of coffee or nature elements. 

I stopped off at a cafe on the way up, naturally that one of my old customers told me has great zucchini bread, shit they aint lying I was tempted to get a loaf and eat it all weekend- but I settled on two slices and one of the most heavenly things I have ever put in my mouth for breakfast something called a Potato Bomb minus the bacon, I will be back for sure it was delicious- and naturally dark roast bottomless diner coffee, gimme! My waitress was really cute too, I noticed her sweater had the sun tarot card on it and I offered to give her a reading, in exchange for another slice of zucchini bread. Thank god she accepted cause I really liked the bread when I went on my walk after. 

I chose to explore Hickory Run State Park, I have been here a few times, each time something a little different this time I chose a big boulder field that I probably should have just uh I am not sure how to say this… I should have walked cause now my car makes a weird sound when I accelerate too quickly and I have no idea why…. A shit ton of rocks and potholes. I should have known better. They certainly did not tell you that in the google map review. Thanks guys. -_- 

By this time it was like 1ish and I had some time to kill so I detoured to 7 tubs, again been here done that but ah not when it was snowing it was pretty cool, and bizarre weather we have been having, including the other day when I got a warning for whatever the fuck a squal is. It was way too cold, I was yet again underdressed and in sneakers, I did have a hat but that wasn’t very beneficial when your ankles are exposed to the elements (slut). 

The house itself was great. I stayed in the hot tub until I was an absolute prune, and even got to witness some snow. There were no bears, absolutely none and the lake was closed. WOMP next time I am gonna find that bear. With games, and an obscene amount of coffee I actually managed to stay up to about 10 until I went to Irish goodbye until the morning. I had some great mocktails, and even made a few shots for the ladies, it was an iced vanilla latte shot v.s. a blueberry lemonade both naturally had an obscene amount of Titos. I had a great time but I was oddly enough getting homesick whenever one of the girls went to go to call their husband, and their kids, I don't have either but it was nice to hear about them. We were all debating going to a punk show on Saturday but ya know it's hard to organize a bunch of people. 

Overall it was a great weekend, I stopped off at Nellis and had myself an iced coffee and a coconut cupcake, I got gas at a semi reasonable price and hauled my ass to my cat, who seemed to have missed me something fierce. Poor thing is useless without me. 

​Ill see ya next week! 

​Written By: Ash Catcher 


The Moon puts on an elegant show, different every time in shape, color, and nuance. 
-Arthur Smith

I took a moment last week to appreciate
One of the biggest full moons I have seen to date. 
Forgot for a split second how much that cosmic rock dictates my life. 
There are days that aren’t so bad, those times only hurt like a butter knife. 

But as the tides sway back and forth. 
My mood heightens, and all I want is to get back to Earth. 
It's all about position, and my conjunction to the moon. 
But guess once reality comes back, and we establish a timeline I am stuck on Boone. 

Getting restless in search of something new. 
Certainly my next chapter in life deserves a different kinda view. 
Maybe more sunny, or dry. 
Much more rocky, I need a better place to hide. 

These days change just like the lunar cycles. 
And I know I am being a bit dramatic, but I think I’ve lost some vitals. 
Information that I am tired of hiding I know. 
Pretending all is well, and that eventually this can all plateau. 

Maybe she is hollow, maybe she really has become aerated over time. 
What If I am not really filled with cheese like they say, what if I have been reduced to limes. 
Sour taste left in your mouth, but I have adapted to the rind. 
It would be a terrible place to relocate all of humankind. 

But pull me in any direction and I am bound to go along with it, at least for a little while. 
Cosmic crap thrown my way, I hear it is in style to be hostile. 
Violating all  human reason, this stuff when you think about it makes next to no sense. 
I really wanna know what NASA found down there, to pull out all the defenses. 

Man, I haven't stopped looking up tonight. 
It's a different kinda feeling, trying to fake it in the daylight. 
Lunar loonies, kinda wacky, nothing normal comes out at night anymore. 
Freakin dying for a real day off and a trip to the shore. 



-Ash ​

Ash Pending….. 
Written By: Ash Catcher 

There have been a ton of updates, and even more that crashed and burned. 
RIP the versions of me that were too weak to have returned. 
Forget the parts of me that I had to rewire, all the thoughts in my brain. 
Try to be the very best versions of myself, but I could never compare to Loraine. 

In 2015 I thought cyber punk ash was top tier. 
Bright pink hair, deep in that matrix goggled look- always cheering with beer. 
But now fast forward a few years, I swapped those goggles for glasses cause I am almost thirty. 
Can’t drink coffee after 2pm, if I do not have decaf, I’ll have green tea. 

It's crazy what time does to you when you’re young. 
Now that it's passed, wow sometimes it amazes me what I harbor on, and get fixated on. 
Everything hurts all of a sudden and I am obsessed with products containing retinol. 
Knots sprinkled throughout my back, pretty sure there is one the size of a golf ball. 

When I was younger I missed out on a huge part of my childhood. 
But it's okay because 30 something is obsessed with furniture that is wicker and teak wood. 
I've never been one to brag, but I may have been onto something that wasn’t so bad. 
Working through my teens, skipping out on stupid things like prom, got to be an early college grad. 

Tearing through “dream jobs”, and “dream people” till I took a good long look at myself in the mirror. 
To me it’s the pretty consistent complacency, life is pretty much the same as it was, I just maybe a little queerer. 
No more kicking it with the people who stood by in silence when there was a civil war inside my head
Not to get off topic but the worst food to bring to a picnic according to this one woman I know is French Bread. 


I feel half finished, forever pending. 
This voice in my head tonight is fucking unrelenting. 
Picking apart my life, like that one time when I was five. 
There are some days where I think someone just needs to blow on my hard drive. 

Anything to set me back settings: factory. 
Why the fuck do I keep seeing signs about blackberries? 
And the other shit the subtle light codes. 
Sometimes if I am quiet enough I can- nah who am I kidding I am just stoned. 

Feelings exploding, a mile a minute- the waves of feelings are making me seasick from the start. 
I am sure the milkshakes taste different in Ohio, although they are known for their yogurt. 
Slowing down, but I wish there was more effort. 
The communications dried up, and I had no idea 40 miles was the desert. 

• Ash 

Ash Wednesday:  "Let’s Not Taco Bout That"
Written By: Ash Catcher 

My top 5 places to get tacos: 

My top 5 places to get tacos, all seem to circle around each other. 

1. Mill Street Cantina, in Bristol:  
2. La Morena, in Hatboro:
3. Blue Sage, in South Hampton:
4. Mas, West Chester: 
5. Taqueria Amor, Manayunk: 

When I don't feel like cooking I know just where to go. 
It’s about an hour or so out of my way but a perfect place for Tacos! 
Mill Street Cantina, is one of the most underrated places. 
I would frequent this place often after seeing my usual Wednesday faces. 

If I want something closer, not too far from the flower shop I lived above. 
It's down the street in Hatboro, but it's in the opposite direction of Lhuv. 
It helps to know Spanish in this place, the mole sauce cannot be beat! 
Chocolate, chilies, and spicy all have the right amount of heat. 

If I am buying cat food after work, I'll hit up Blue Sage. 
Their sweet potato avocado peanut tacos are some of my favs. 
All falling apart, I can't believe I took you here on a date. 
But that is okay because their chocolate butter cream toffee dessert thing is great! 

Sometimes you crave nostalgia, when I do I am talking about tacos from Mas
Its the taco place I went to in College when I attended West Chester, just because. 
Their Kitchen Sink Tacos can't be beat, and naturally I’ll need extra sour cream! 
Unlimited chips and salsa ( I like the green kind) Nothing like Tacos to build up your self esteem. 

Finally If I am walking on the trails by my house and get hungry. 
I go to Taqueria Amor, and get almost everything. 
My go to: a dilla with plenty of veggies and cheese. 
Not sure why this place likes the Grinch but I have that on DVD. 


Tacos are kinda easy to taco bout. 
The perfect food to eat, especially in a flood, or a drought. 
Corn tortillas only, I am not silly.
Next I’ll try the chili. 


-Ash ​