Is there any other reason to celebrate Christmas? Tonight we will feast on Tamales and Warpig Ale.
Merry Christmas. Happy New Year.
Love,
Lare, Brendi and Nicky
Tonight is a milestone in my life. Thanks to my wonderful girlfriend, I am now a homebrewer. My early Christmas gift has produced my first batch of Warpig Pale Ale!!!
This is probably the most refreshing brew I've ever tasted and should be required equipment along with pucks and skates for every Litmus Green Hockey game. I love Guinness as much as the next alcoholic, but it doesn't do the trick on a hot day in the sun, does it? This is what sweet pale ale is all about. It's only 3.8% alcohol by volume so even those who shy away from heavy porters and stouts can enjoy. I'll give some out while supplies last or until I feel greedy.
Next batch is so far untitled. It will be a classic English Brown Ale (think Newcastle). So what shall it be called? For some reason Litmus Brown doesn't sound appetizing. I started the fermentation today, so it should be ready by the second week of January.
Brendi finally got to see her other favorite band, The Color Green. While this is not my type of gig, I have to say I thoroughly impressed. Rarely does a band sound better live than a cd, but this band nailed their performance. After 4 or 5 songs I had a hard time telling who was carrying the band. The vocals were dead on, technically and artistically. The drummer had amazing control over dynamics, the lead guitarist was exactly what I like. He could easily qualify as a "shredder" but he was far to tasteful for that. Awesome use of slight delays and chorus at the right time gave the right tone.
I wonder what it would be like to play a gig where the crowd didn't smell like shit.
Fucking-A! Peak season is upon us. You know, the time of year when all you assholes go out and buy shit to give to people you don't even like because they'll think you're a cunt if you don't. So you hustle your ass to the mall. Of course, somone has to bring this shit from the warehouses to the stores and not run over you little fucks in the process.
SAFETY IS #1!!!
Hey, here's a brilliant idea! Those MAULS get crazy so let's buy shit online and have it DELIVERED to our houses instead. We won't have to block traffic as we walk gayly through the parking lot, gazing at all the tinsel hanging off the street lamps. Yeah, let's just buy crap on the internet and fuck some guy driving an oversized vehicle onto our elite private 1/4 of a mile road that's wide enough for two unicycles. Then we'll look out our windows and say, "Hey Brown, pull a three point turn here, bitch!"
And as the bosses would say in the olden days, "Fill up the truck, they'll find their way back.......eventually."
ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOUR (yes, 194) stops today. Not enough room on the shelves or the floor so all the shit just piled down the center of the truck. Just jump in with two feet and start kicking. Everybody sing along....
Stomping thru the shit/
On a cold peak season day/
Set the truck on fire/
To the manager's dismay...
I need a beer. I don't care if I'm supposed to on a plane at 7am tomorrow. I'm getting shitfaced because of you bastards.
Y'all fuck y'all, you fuckers.