As we're nearing the solstice, I thought I'd pop in for my typical spasmodic update. Nothing earth shattering, but we can chat a bit, right? This will probably be my last post until July, where I'm going to be off the grid for about half the month. And when I say off the grid, I mean frantically tweeting and checking email on my phone until the battery dies, approx. 2 hours into every day. Hey, carrying around an iPhone charger only gets you so far....
In the middle of last month, my pal Jeff (of Fifty Two Brews) invited me out to one of the coolest events I'd heard of in a while, Beer from Where? It was a pretty swank event, held at the National Geographic Museum in DC. Probably the second or third time in my entire life that I've used the Farragut North metro station. New things all around!
|My handwriting actually gets worse as I drink more. Good to know.|
Below, you can see a video from the event, Jeff linked me this morning and I wanted to share with everyone. I gotta say, the event was quite fun. I'd never tried, much less heard of, any of the beer being offered. Goes to show how woefully inexperienced I am when it comes to worldly matters, eh? Anyway, the only criticism I'd maybe have is that there wasn't really any discussion time for talking about the beer we were drinking. Garrett sort of monologued through the whole thing, which was very interesting, but didn't exactly lend a collaborative feeling. When I'm tasting beer (ESPECIALLY new beer!), I really like to chat with others, to see what they get out of it, to run my mouth continuously, you know. Overall though, I enjoyed myself and I was very honored to have been asked. In retrospect, maybe it's good that Garrett was lecturing, gave me a chance to.. you know. Behave. Ahem.
Moving on! At the end of May, Best Friend and I went down to Wilmington for the weekend. We took the train, because he doesn't have a car and I don't always have the willpower not to do dumb things with my car. It was a Very. Fun. Trip. So fun, in fact, that we're going back at the beginning of next month. Basically, any weekend in which I get to hang out on a golf course and drink beer 20 hours a day and not have to worry about ever checking my email is practically perfect. Coastal NC was a dreamland, full of grocery stores carrying $8 six packs of SweetWater. Maybe I'll move there, someday...
|Wayfarers, boat shoes, beer. Check, check, check.|
|The 90s called. They want me back.|
|Can we all start saying 'qual' again? Please?|
Hrm.. erm.. other stuff. I turn 25 on July 1st. I told my mom that for a present, I'd take a husband, a puppy, or a brewery. She got back to me with, "...are you really sure you could take care of a puppy right now?". Thanks for your vote of confidence, mom. Times like this show that we're obviously related.
At the end of August, I'm going to be having some kind of a bash at my apartment in DC. The theme will likely be "please come over and drink all the beer in my fridge and help me eat all the food in the freezer and also help yourself to a bunch of my clothes". Invites pending. It will be a good chance for me to show off how
And.. well.. that's it for now, I think. I'm going to leave you with a killer book recommendation and some tunes, per usual. The keyboards and synth combo really do this song a good one (especially starting around 1:15). I recommend, although it's a bit lighter than I usually go.