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Thinkin’ Beer: Sometimes your week just sucks…
February 21, 2015
This week’s Thinkin’ Beer post is being written in real time whilst consuming a bomber and eating Girl Scout cookies. There are a number of reasons for the gluttonous condition in which I find myself, all of which accumulate to a long and unpleasant week. In celebration of making it to the weekend without calling out sick or turning in doodles for my homework I decided that a single bomber of something really good would be a good way to celebrate. When perusing the possibilities on the shelf I gravitated towards the darker end of the spectrum, looking for something a little more potent and pungent I decided on something that I enjoyed so much the first time I had it that I had to make sure it was a staple in my collection. So now I sit with a pint full of Snowed In from Copper Kettle and a sleeve of Thin Mints ready to finally get to relax and do a bit of thinking.
As I let my pint breath and open up the oaky intricacies from the bourbon barrels in with it was aged I reflected on how taxing my Friday has been. In a surreal amalgamation of aggravating events, today’s shift at work included had resulted in being told both Stuart Smalley quotes and that I was “A big voice in some small shoes” (still trying to figure out what the hell that means by the way) it was an exhausting day to say the least. Both of the aforementioned maxims were the result of me trying to help people in capacities outside of my normal scope. Both were responses that were meant to be belittling with no real measure of constructive or professional feedback to what was were efforts on my part to share some knowledge and best practices. On reflection, it seems that these were both statements that were fairly in line with the personalities of the individuals that made then, leading to this conclusion:
Beer Thought #1: Work can be allot like high school sometimes.
I am now halfway through my Thin Mints and have had a few sips of my stout, and I’m finding the combination of the uber sweet cookies and the sultry smoke like flavors of Snowed In to be a surprisingly good combination. I’m also writing this surprisingly quickly which is compounding a frustration I’ve had over the past week in finding time to give the blog the time and attention I would like. It hasn’t been a lack of interest on my part to be sure, rather an unanticipated level of work school and start up responsibilities that simply needed to take a higher priority. The fact that I recognize that these obligations I’ve made to myself and others take precedent to the fix of dopamine I get from writing and publishing a new blog post is something a great many people don’t understand so in that regard it should be a point of pride. At the same time, I truly hate when a great idea for a post passes by simply because I’m doing homework or writing code. This is another one that falls in the “self-evident” category but will be articulated here nonetheless:
Beer Thought #2: Every now and again, being a grown up is dumb in the face.
I have now long finished my cookies and am now feeling the warmth that comes from the 12.1% ABV on this bomber (told you it was potent). My attention has been a bit fractured and I just noticed that a friend put something on the social media’s about a Wyoming State Representative making a total ass of himself when a committee was discussing a law to make it a requirement to treat gay and transgendered people equally. As ridiculous as it is that this dude decided to behave like a total fool, and as sad as it is to realize that it is 2015 and there are still places that still give a crap about whether someone is gay (people are people folks, come one) it still got me thinking about some of my happier memories from my time at the University of Wyoming and the years thereafter I spent in Wyoming. For many reasons, there are still people and places in that big square to the north that mean a great deal to me, especially those I know I will never see again for reasons most of you already know. Still there are those that are just a two hour drive up the road, and with all of my whining this evening about being busy this is still an easy trip to make. Which brings us to the final thought of the evening:
Beer Thought #3: I need to go back to Laramie.
Ok Folks, I’m at the end of my bomber and therefore the end of this post. If you are someone who has an interest in a deep beer for deep thoughts or simply wants a solid cellaring stout I strongly recommend picking up a bomber of Snowed In while you can, and paying a visit to Copper Kettle to try their other fantastic brews. I’m off to pick another selection from the shelf and watch the snow, and I hope whatever you do this evening is equally enjoyable. Cheers everyone!