1 September 2006
Today I saw a beautiful thing. The iceman was putting in the ice at the local rink. We are still a long way from winter and Canada's gift to our war happy world, the violence and beauty of hockey. But any day now the spoiled children of the Animal Sacrificing Christians of my gun crazy, crack happy city will be pounding each other with frozen rubber, fists, elbows, knees, hips and lumber. Winter, as Neil Young once sang, is the best time of them all.
Today I am having another Pacific Western Brewing Organic Amber Ale. What a motherfucking beautiful beer. It tastes like it was brewed in the Stanley Cup. Do yourself a favour and buy some. If you have to order it from your local beer store to get some by all means do so. Order a pallet, don't fuck around. Great beer.
I am thinking this beer would go with some good organic dope like a raised elbow and broken teeth.