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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

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Today was my first day at work after a week of vacation.

The alarm clock went off far too early. The train ride seemed longer than I remember. I had almost five hundred e-mail messages in my inbox. There were no less than three emergency code releases that needed to be performed last week in my absence, and there’s always paperwork.

Not to mention that there were a few changes that came out of User-Acceptance Testing for the application scheduled to be deployed tomorrow that needed to go in, but both the Development and Testing environments were unavailable for the entire morning. Then the train was delayed on the way home.

Typical, I guess, for the first day back from vacation.

When I got home I sat down in my comfy chair to enjoy a well-deserved beer*.

Oh man, that’s good. That may be the best beer I’ve ever had.

The best beer in the world is the one with which you reward yourself after a rough day on the job.

* In this case, it happens to have been a Flying Dog Old Scratch.

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After a long day at work and a tedious commute, I helped my wife paint our daughters’ rooms. Pink*.

She likes to paint. I really don’t.

It’s hot, sweaty work. Not to mention my joints don’t appreciate all the bending and kneeling and reaching.

After we were done (for the day, anyway), I sat down to enjoy a well-deserved beer**.

Man, that’s good. That may be the best beer I’ve ever had.

The best beer in the world is the one with which you reward yourself after a lot of hard work.

Update: It was so good, I wrote a haiku about it.

* “Zephyr” is the actual name of the color.
** In this case, it happens to have been a Brewer’s Alley India Pale Ale.