I got to the Cabaret at Theater Square a little after 5 Tuesday — or about an hour before we were to start our Craft Beer School session. I was relieved to see familiar faces immediately — Father Spoon honked at me as he drove by in the parking garage, and Andrea was looking at… Read More schooled.
I’ll write more on Wednesday, because I’m pretty beat now — working a shift during the afternoon, co-hosting Craft Beer School and then going back to work for an election night shift will do that. But I had a great time at Beer School, and I hope you did too. If you were there, I… Read More classy.
By this time tomorrow, I will be basking in the glow of a successfully completed Craft Beer School. (Actually, at this time tomorrow, I’ll be back in the newsroom, typing in election results. Small newsroom, election night — there’s pretty much no way around it…) I’ve done a lot of bitching about being nervous… Read More in session.
It’s a good thing — for both of us — that my friend Andrea reminded me that the drawing for the extra Craft Beer School ticket was supposed to be tonight, because it would have slipped my mind completely. Seeing as we had just two entries — there were six comments on the post, but… Read More we’ve got a winner.
Game Seven. Do it.
I freaking love this.
Uncle Crappy 