Me either Brother Bigman. I fell off the wagon during the summer, and blasted on about 30 extra barley pounds. I decided about two months ago never to touch it again. I have no ability to just sip one. Better to not even touch one. I went about 20 years without touching a single brew. Why I thought I could handle it now, I will never know. All I know is I can't, and I won't touch the stuff ever again. That includes O'Douls and any other non alcohol brew. I hate mixed drinks and wine. I think I am addicted to yeast or something.
Kids, right now I'm grillin' and chillin'. Got the laptop on the back porch (wireless, beeches) got burgers on the grill, and got a frosty mug o' beer beside me. Temp in the low 60's. Life is good.
what about the hammock? there is nothing like floating weightless with that gentle breeze lulling you to sleep. before the storm, i'd sleep on my sister's porch when we'd visit. listening to the cicadas, frogs, waves from the beach - that was the life.
Most people consider tree frogs an amenity. I'm surprised the developer didn't tack on a sur charge. About time to do some pipe repair. You home this weekend?
