Posts Tagged ‘Beer’

Smarty Pants

June 25th, 2008

I hate talking politics.  Well honestly, no I do like talking politics, its just that no one else does.  People like their views and aren’t going to change them due to having to admit they were wrong in the first place.  Especially when alchohol is added to the mix, people become really…..wow.  I’d link to a clip of South Park’s “Rable Rable” but that just seems to cliche.

Anyways none of this has a point.  You know that.  I know you know, I know you know, I know you know…..right.  The actual reason for starting to write was the fact that I’ve noticed over the last year or so, my political views shifting towards the right.  Not the scary right, I’m just moving a little farther away from the scary left.  And the hippies.

I’d like to just point out that hippy hating has been medically proven to remove heart conditions.  It is seriously such a great way to get healthy.  Just go out to a park, find some hippies doing their hippy thing and yell at em for a while.  You’ll be amazed at how great it makes you feel.  I’m super cereal.

It isn’t that I now agree with Republicans or no longer agree with Democrats.  I don’t.  It’s that choosing a side is pointless.  I’m not saying because “they screw me over equally.”  I say it because I don’t care.  None of it has any relevance to my life.  This isn’t Glenn Beck talking, I don’t listen to Beck because he’s right.  It’s cause he’s fucking hilarious.

There’s no need to debate global warming.  Know why?  Cause in 50 and 100 years the planet will be hotter colder.  You’re children will be just fine.  Their children will be just fine.  They’ll all be fine, you will have provided them with a world they can live in.  Polar bear be dammed, I promise you they’ll be fine.  The idea of providing them a perfect world to live in is illogical at best anyways.  Of course there will be problems in their world, maybe the same ones we have, maybe new ones.  I have no fucking clue, and anyone that pretends to have a clue is a jackass.  What’s important is that you raised your children smart enough to know which problems to worry about, and how to solve those problems.  Right?  Right?

Apathy – 1  You – 0

Oh yeah, go hate on some hippies.  Moral of the story is, if you hate on a hippie, goose kills a kitten.  And that is always a good policy.

Hooray Responsibility!

June 6th, 2008

So I’m starting to finally feel more at home. I have a store that sells beer. The people in the store know beer as well. That makes me feel good. I can pick up some Ruination or some 90-Minute, and they nod their heads in agreement to the awesomeness that is beer. Now I just need a bar with some taps of substance and I’ll be a fish in water.

Thank Goodness for a Day Off

May 22nd, 2008

Whew this week has been brutal so far.  At least I’ve been able to spend the morning relaxing while listening to some music.  The Slip if you are interested.  Check it out, it’s free and worth a listen.  Just bought the Ghosts I-IV from them.  I know the album was suppose to be “Pay how much you feel” type of a thing.  But I paid for the download without checking it out.  I don’t know if the music is good, but I like the business model, and where NiN is going with it.  It is a sad state of affairs when I’m looking for music based on the business model.  I will say I think they’re on to something.  They don’t need record companies anymore, all they need are tubes connected to the neterwebs.

I’m not getting on a soap box right now.  I’m feeling relaxed and happy.  Time to grab some lunch and head out to buy some Ruination.

Stone Ruination IPA

Hooray!

What does this make me?

May 10th, 2008

If I go to a bar and sip beer while watching drunk younger ladies play volleyball, what does that make me? Does it make me a creepy old man? Or does it make me this guy?

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I say it makes me awesome!