Back from seeing some friends and family this past week in Kansas City. Boo-urns to 120 degree heat index. I am in no way one of those people who lives in Los Angeles but complains about "the same weather" and "no seasons!" all the time. Fuck that. Of all the craptastic things about this city, I'm not going to pick on having perfect weather all year round.
That came across as angrier than I wanted it to. I don't know why. Especially since I'm quite happy to be back.
On a more positive note, I arrived in CA with my suitcase 20 lbs heavier from midwestern beer gems that I can only dream about getting back here. Snagged me some Boulevard Smokestack Imperial Stout, Schlafly Quadrupel, Great Divide Oak Aged Anniversary IIPA, and far too much more. Eventually I'll drop the pretense of 'family' and 'friends' and just admit to myself that procuring obscure beers is the only reason I really travel.
That came across as angrier than I wanted it to. I don't know why. Especially since I'm quite happy to be back.
On a more positive note, I arrived in CA with my suitcase 20 lbs heavier from midwestern beer gems that I can only dream about getting back here. Snagged me some Boulevard Smokestack Imperial Stout, Schlafly Quadrupel, Great Divide Oak Aged Anniversary IIPA, and far too much more. Eventually I'll drop the pretense of 'family' and 'friends' and just admit to myself that procuring obscure beers is the only reason I really travel.
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Capital idea, sir.