posted by dave on Thursday, December 29, 2005 at 12:48 AM in category drink

8:40
I wasn't not even completely through the door when HornDog - sitting in the loser section for some reason - informed me that he's drinking the last of the Rogue Chocolate Stout. Fuck. I checked the board, and the Upland Chocolate Stout is still listed.

8:41
I order an Upland, and I'm told that it is gone too. Fuck Fuck.

8:44
I order one of these:

Young's Winter Warmer (20)

I was expecting more from this beer for some reason, but I should have known better. This is, after all, the brewery that touts their chocolate stout as "double" chocolate even though it's clearly the weakest of any that I've ever had. But enough ranting. A decent brown ale with a touch of something that I couldn't identify - there's not enough of whatever it is.
8:45
It's fucking crowded! I sit in the Red Room.

8:50
Some assholes that I never saw before in my life have just joined me and are *gasp* trying to talk to me. Don't they realize that I hate them with a passion that burns to the very core of my being? Well, don't they?

9:00
TallLady has left, so I'm moving to the island to the space that she vacated.

9:08:
These fuckheads keep trying to talk to me.

9:17
This one fucker keeps trying to read what I'm writing, so

HEY FUCKHEAD READ THIS!!!!

9:18
The fucker is now complaining about the smoke in here, so I'm lighting three at once.

9:20
It worked! He's leaving!

9:22
This chick keeps trying to talk to me about port wine, even though I told her I wouldn't drink port if she held a gun to my head. She just won't shut up about port this and port that and how they're going to drink port on Friday and port is yummy and port port port port port.

9:30
Hey, the assholes at the bar just left! Finally! I'm moving over there. PortGirl is stunned! Stunned I tell you!

9:32
After a small sample glass, I order a half-pint of one of these:

Bell's Sparkling Ale (12)

(draft) Smells like old socks. Looks like a lager. Tastes fantastic. Reminds me of the winter ales from the established Belgian breweries. Apples and other, unidentifiable, fruits predominate. A very surprising beer from one of my favorite breweries. Yummy.
9:35
PortGirl gave me a dirty look as she left. Now I'm going to cry. Not.

9:42
The fuckers in the living room area all suck giant green ones.

9:45
Some fucker just sat at the other end of the bar and he's tapping it like he's a drummer or something.

9:47
Yay! I miss her! Wait, I mean Boo!

9:50
You wanna know what I hate more than people eating at the bar, more than people hiding the ashtrays, even more than strangers in the living room area?

(I'll let the fucker to my left provide the drumroll...)

It's people that start rearranging the furniture like they own the place. They suck.

10:00
Half the fuckers in the living room area just left, and it's still full of idiots over there.

10:07
I keep turning around to see who's here. I don't know who I'm expecting or hoping for, but it's always the same idiots every time I turn around.

10:11
The rest of the idiots have gone. Yay! Now it's just some hot blonde and her gay boyfriend over there. I'm staying where I am.

10:18
The Stille Nacht is gone. The Delirium Noel is gone. The De Ranke - I can't remember if I like it or not. I order a Guinness (1020).

10:20
FutureDude is trying to start shit.

10:21
Upland Chocolate Stout is still here! Yay! I order one! (80)

10:30
I've been talking with HornDog. I forgive him for drinking all of the Rogue because he's who told me that the Upland was still here.

10:35
Piss time. You know you care.

10:50
Advice for women: Don't rub yourself all over me while telling me that you think of me like a brother. This type of behavior is, believe it or not, actually not a big turn-on for me.

10:55
Some dude just sat next to me and ordered one of those green beers that SassyBoy used to be named after.

10:56
Another Upland (90). Yummy.

11:00
NewGreenBeerGuy goes to I.U. but he doesn't know my niece or her boyfriend.

11:10
Piss time again.

11:15
There's some new hot girl working the Sportstime side of the business. That side gets all the hot girls.

11:17
I'm smiling because I miss her.

11:30
I'm outta here.

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