I call it the family brew since my mom’s first cousin is one of the three founders. I’ll stand by their blueberry as the best one out there (SeaDog = bleh).

Well, two of my best friends are the hugest hopheads I know... the bitterer the better with them. And my female whiskey drinking friends and myself are definitely bourbon girls, soooooo........ I can’t say my experience aligns with yours. I’m guessing gender doesn’t have much bearing on taste, except for maybe some…

You say that like being avoided by people is a bad thing. I will proselytize on the finer qualities of IBUs until the break of day if it means people will leave me the fuck alone.

Yeah at the time I used to live and work with my best friend, so we went to their tours and drank the free beer every Friday (and went to special events). We got to be pals with the tourguides, so they’d ignore the pour limits with us, and we’d get totally loaded. Nothing like free beer that isn’t even bad beer.

Sean Patrick Leonard... that’s right. Maybe the character’s name was Neil.

Yeah, probably not a stupid move on the bride’s part. Short of not inviting her close friend to her wedding, there’s not much to be done about being a Taylor Swift Event. Why not roll with it?

Who’s that girl? indeed. That is a terrible picture of her.

DPS, I know the guy who was in Swing Kids (I can’t remember his name... Neil Patrick Harris is all in my brain and that’s not it. I think Neil is involved) and Ethan Hawke. I feel like those guys are a little weird looking.

I used to live 1/2 mile from the Sam brewery, so I have had buckets of their beer. I used to like the summer (I used it as a gateway beer to get some of my macro drinking friends into craft beer), but it’s too sweet for me now. I’m not sure if the brew changed or my tastes, but it does not do it for me. Once summer…

That he isn’t on some stupid singing show and dating a country dude reflects on him well (as opposed to her) too.

A friend of mine stopped crushing on Jewel when she went and fixed her wonky teeth.

I met a dude at a bar and saved his number in my phone as “Man Bun.” Huge mistake as I quickly realized I couldn’t remember his real name. I thought it was Justin for awhile, but turns out it’s Josh.

The Departed was a quite true depiction of the many indistinguishable pasty Irish-American dudes of Boston. Even the gingers don’t stand out... there’s so many of them too.

Right on dude.

“What on earth do people see in hopped sours/ciders/meads?”

Whoa.

Cosmo Kitty is solid on his duties.

I watch it every few days. It makes me so happy. Yay for octopi!

It’s a short already! Oktapodi! (I posted it in the main thread).