Party Postmortem
That was a good party the other night. Most people I've ever seen in this place at once. There was no room to walk, only enough to dance. And drink.
The raspberry wheat was pretty good. People seemed to like it, and that gave me a good feeling. But this IPA (tentatively named "The Hammer")... I think it's gonna blow all the others away. We think it might crack 10%. I made it with bottled water instead of chloriney tap. I have very great expectations.
We'll see in about a month.
The raspberry wheat was pretty good. People seemed to like it, and that gave me a good feeling. But this IPA (tentatively named "The Hammer")... I think it's gonna blow all the others away. We think it might crack 10%. I made it with bottled water instead of chloriney tap. I have very great expectations.
We'll see in about a month.
posted by the baron ash von foolishness at 2:31 AM
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"Ash Foolishness"
You're pretty crazywave.
You're crazywave like Einstien's poop being sold on Ebay.
You're crazywave like the drum beating at the start of first Mayhem EP.
You're crazywave like Anderson Cooper making an interesting batch of babies with Oprah.
You're crazywave like Saint Paul's zealous dead head facing the cold, mean earth.
You're crazywave like the golden girls shooting zombies and eating cheese cake after the episode is over.
You're crazywave like the full pagan moon that is out now.
You're crazywave like a bunch of dichotomies having a big party at Marilyn Manson's parents' house.
You're crazywave like the lightning that Cliff Burton forever rides.
You're pretty damn crazywave, there buddy.
BELIEVE IT.
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