Saturday was pretty boring. I didn't know anyone at Rich O's so I just sat at the bar all night.
I had a pint of the Bells Cherry Ale that I'd discovered last night, then I ordered a Mad Bitch. The bartender screwed up and accidentally poured me something I hadn't had before:
(draft) I see all these descriptions about sharp and hoppy and peppery - I got none of that. What I got was a pale beer with a huge head that didn't have much of anything in the way of aroma or flavor. What there was, however, was quite good. At 7.5%, this beer is a lot stronger than it tastes or smells.
Once that was gone I had a Mad Bitch for real. Yummy as always.
I also had a pretty good idea - one that I should have thought of months ago.
I deleted her number from my cell phone's memory.
I did this for two reasons:
- Every time I scrolled past her name it made me a little sad.
- Without that number stored in the phone I no longer have to rely on my own fleeting willpower to keep me from making a bad situation worse.