Last night I cracked open the first of my latest batch, a chocolate peanut butter porter. It's comfortably the best beer I've ever made, and on the heels of two sizable failures. On the heels of these setbacks, this beer tastes even better.
I was busy last week, but yesterday went the last four hours without talking to a customer.
The AL Central is 46 games under .500 just over a quarter of the way into the season.
I saw a lot of things. You?
Does anyone else get inordinately ticked off when their one day off includes at least one obligation?
It’s not really 3028.
I make this reference every year.
I live 15 minutes from my best friend, and last night I saw him for the first time since August. Silly.
I’ve had this slightly declining interest in baseball over the last year or so. I don’t want this to happen. Help.
Viva la Cinco de Mayo!