Idea was to drink a different beer every day and do a little write up about the beer and your day.
Anyway I just found the old document on my computer and they made me laugh so here, why not. Here are the first three days of the Beer Diary. Was supposed to last a year but like I said we only did it for a month or so. Maybe if the three people that read this like it I will post the rest of em.
• October 6, 2013 •
Sunday
Jimmy
Got
a text from my friend Jake today. He told me he had an idea. I told him to go
on. He said never mind, it’s a bad idea. His idea was to drink a different beer
every day for a year.
Five minutes later I
was at the store tossing every beer they offered as a single can into a hand
basket.
So today, October 6th 2013
marks day one of the Beer Diary. Wish me luck.
I've been home alone all day. Well,
that’s not entirely true. Zimmer (my dog) is here. In the past couple months I’d say Zim
has been on the other end of forty percent of my conversations. So there’s
that.
Plan on spending all day plastered to
the couch watching football, golf, and playoff baseball while reading the short
stories of William Saroyan. Might throw a shower in there somewhere but I don’t
want to overwhelm myself.
As far as the beer goes, today’s winner
is UFO Unfiltered Pumpkin Ale. ‘Tis the season, I figured. The can doubles as a
horrible weatherman, stating that it is partly cloudy and 38 degrees out when
it is actually raining and 61 degrees. It’s okay though, I was always told ‘you
can’t expect accurate weather reports from cans.’
I've never been a fan of pumpkin beers.
Interestingly enough, that’s still very much the case. Drank the can in four
big mouthfuls to get it over with.
Jake
I have never been great with goal setting. The only goals I have
ever had were to get a college degree and become a great father. I have the
college degree and if I am a father I'm doing a terrible job. As of now that
second part has yet to be decided but I'm confident one day I will achieve it.
Meanwhile, as my 24th birthday approaches it's time to set some new goals! Run
a marathon! Low carb diet! No. No my brain jumped instantly to drink a
different beer every day for the next year. I figure it will be a good way to
review some beers and keep a little personal diary going for the first time in
my life. Ladies and gentleman welcome to my beer diary.
Today’s drink of choice is the
summer shandy from Leinenkugel. Opening up a beer diary drinking something
that’s debatably not a beer! I've always liked a good shandy, whether it was Leinenkugel
or mixing a wheat beer with Mike's Hard Lemonade. A great summer drink to cap
off what actually feels like the end of summer. Just
got back from Arlington, Virginia, where we were celebrating a friend’s
birthday. I got drunk three times in two days, vomited, ate terrible food, and
most likely grossed out anyone who met me for the first time. During the
nine-hour ride home; between questioning life and sweating out alcohol I had
the best idea of my life and you're reading it right now.
• October 7, 2013 •
Monday
Jimmy
Working from home
today. Editing a video and watching the playoff baseball game. Day time baseball
is probably one of the biggest perks that come with working from home. That and
not having to shower or put on clothes, not having to listen to horrible
stories, being able to masturbate in-between projects, not doing work when you
don’t feel like it, and some others.
I made it until three o’clock before cracking open my beer. Steen Brugge’s
Tripel. After drinking it I can speculate that it is definitely a beer. It
smells, drinks, and tastes like a beer. Throw in some citrus I guess too. Steen
Brugge!
Jake
Today
was Monday and the struggle was pretty real.
Still recovering from the weekend plus being a man short at work was a rough
combination. Luckily, my roommate and good friend, Ken likes to indulge on what
we refer to as "fat boy Monday's," where the name gets the point
across. This worked out well for me as on my pursuit of 365 beers in 365 days
I'm sure I'd be able to find a non-familiar beer. We ended up going to Buffalo
Wild Wings because apparently I have no imagination. But hey, it’s not a
terrible atmosphere and there’s usually one or two cute waitresses that we can
pretend would like us if we talked to them.
The beer on
tap that caught my eye - because I'm easily entertained - was called Purple
Haze by Abita. Basically the tap had a cool design and the title reminded me of
good vibes thinking of Jimi Hendrix on the guitar. The beer itself was pretty
good! It was light, which worked out because with the meal en route and the
weekend behind that's what I was in the mood for. It was light but at the same
time didn't taste like a cheap beer so… Hope my reviews get better than this! I
broke up with my girlfriend of four years and this is part of my healing
process.
• October 8, 2013 •
Tuesday
Jimmy
I went into work for around an hour today. Wasn’t fun. The lady that
works in the back room with me offered me all her recently dead husbands’ shoes.
She said they were really nice. I said, ‘nah, not much of a dead shoe guy, but
thank you.’
I got back to my
house and had sincere plans to get some editing done. Then I realized I felt a
little tired so I changed my plans. I drank my beer of the day then took a
three hour nap. My ever going fight against metamorphosis!
I drank a Stella Artois, a pretty common beer. I’ve had it a bunch
before and have always thought to myself while drinking it, hey this isn’t that
bad I should order it sometime. But I never do because I don’t know how to
pronounce Artois. As a general rule of thumb, don’t ask for things that you
don’t know how to say.
Jake
Today’s beer:
Shipyard Pumpkinhead Ale. I was mad I caved so early to having the Pumpkinhead
but then realized I only have 20 more days or so to drink it. Now I’m realizing
that nobody cares about that last sentence. But it is a pretty good beer! You
can definitely taste the pumpkin (no way!). I had three of them over the course
of the night and that’s about the maximum one can have. That flavor gets old
and the whole idea of only enjoying pumpkin things for one month a year is
pretty ridiculous.
The price of the beer was ideal, as my
co-workers treated me to dinner for my birthday. My birthday is not today, it’s
Friday, calm down my cult followers! Our waitress was a cute older (early
30’s?) lady named Lisa who had a great figure but looked at me like I’m 18
years old. I think it’s because I’m short, can’t really grow facial hair, and
look like I’m 18 years old.
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