The Washington, D.C. region was hit with a record-setting snowfall* starting two days ago and ending around 4:00 PM yesterday. They’re not used to snow in these parts, much less two feet of it.
After six hours of digging to free my two cars, I finally got to sit down with a well-deserved beer**.
Man, that’s good. That may be the best beer I’ve ever had.
Oh, look. They’ve brought in the heavy equipment.
The best beer in the world is the one you have before the pain of your back-breaking labor lays you up for two days.
* It’s being referred to as “snowpocalypse” and “snowmageddon”
** In this case, it happens to have been a Flying Dog Raging Bitch
What a great illustration of one’s love for beer. It’s something the internet forum beer geeks, bent on quantifying beer and scoring it to the third decimal place, would do well to read.
Beer is, simply put, a wonderful part of life, whichever one you choose.
.-= Mark Tichenor’s latest: Saturation =-.
Thanks. And oh look! 10″-20″ more starting today. Yippee!
I can’t believe you are getting all the fun.
I recommend Brooklyn’s Chocolate Stout in a comfy chair after a good shovelling. Don’t forget a second for your wife.
Alas, no BCS here. I haven’t been able to get to the beer store.
And my wife would touch a stout with someone else’s lips.