Feb 17 2011 8:49 pm
It’s a greasy beer. No two ways about it. You can talk about hop oils all you want, but this beer is actually oily. It’s actually mostly lipids. Resinous, delicious lipids. It can fortify and destroy, pucker and purge, win an argument about the nature of abstract objects, probably beat you in a footrace to the end of the block. I tried to get him to help me dig my boat out; that bastard claimed he couldn’t hold a shovel.
Lo! The snow is melting. Lo! The steelhead are eating flies. Lo! Is apparently short for look. Lo! My waders are leaking. Lo! The light is shining at the end of the tunnel.