Not much happening
In light of the stories about shark attacks on the west coast of Florida, my recent trip to Ft. Lauderdale and subsequent drunken midnight swim now seems to be one of my lesser ideas. Granted, I didn't go way out into the ocean where the sharks like to feed. I also didn't go swimming on the same beach where a shark attack happened the day before. Call me a Darwinist, a cynic, or just a master of the obvious, but if you swim in waters where ill-tempered fish are swimming around biting people's legs off, you've got what's coming to you.
On a separate note, I'm drinking my first glass of Caffrey's tonight. Apparently it was smuggled into the U.S. from the Canadian border, kind of like in the movie "Traffic." Well, maybe not, but it makes the beer taste fresher. Anyway, I had very high expectations for the beer, but I can't say that they were all met. It's not that it was a bad beer by any means, but when compared to a Guinness or a Wexford, it wasn't all that and a bag of chips. Just goes to show that a beer's worth is directly dependent on the quality of the situation where it was consumed in mass quantity. Why else would anyone drink Busch???
Not much happening right now. We'll see what tomorrow brings...
On a separate note, I'm drinking my first glass of Caffrey's tonight. Apparently it was smuggled into the U.S. from the Canadian border, kind of like in the movie "Traffic." Well, maybe not, but it makes the beer taste fresher. Anyway, I had very high expectations for the beer, but I can't say that they were all met. It's not that it was a bad beer by any means, but when compared to a Guinness or a Wexford, it wasn't all that and a bag of chips. Just goes to show that a beer's worth is directly dependent on the quality of the situation where it was consumed in mass quantity. Why else would anyone drink Busch???
Not much happening right now. We'll see what tomorrow brings...

