Hate to admit it but I read What Color is your Parachute. It was a great read but definitely needed to be updated for the 21st century and the non-stop world of technology. Not too many people are searching for a job through the phone book. Like most people, the minute I get it, it goes into the recycling. That is what Google and Yelp are for. The one constant thing when doing all the exercises were I was passionate about traveling, beer and my current job. I had a lot of passions but I had to narrow it down to three. Beer has been a constant since my days in high school. Sure, judge me if you like, but I tried it and hated it just like most of you. Had someone stuck a good beer in my hands I might have been on the craft beer scene a lot sooner. Seriously, a fizzy yellow beer? The worst introduction yet. It wasn't until college that I realized that Corona wasn't really a special occassion beer. My first craft beer was Pyramid Hefewezein. After that I was introduced to Red Hook, Mac and Jack, Henry Weinhard, and a buffet of other northwest beers. I was still a college kid on budget but I knew better. I will still admit that I wasn't thrilled about any IPA beers that were thrown my way. Too bitter for taste. Now, especially when I go on tours and they give you hops to smell I damn near lose it. Never has a smell been so intoxicating to me. It is damn near orgasmic. I see bunnies, rainbows, laughter and shit like that when I smell hops. The title of this blog is hops make my heart sing. Therefore, I will throw in that hops make my sing. When really hops do a lot more than that. I can't be the only one that feels this way. I was just doing a tasting with Red Hare Gangway IPA and I got that fuzzy feeling again with the hops. Is there really anything better?
Growlers faithfully sitting in my garage waiting to be filled.
I am continually kicking myself for feeling like a traitor when I disagree with some of the things that happen in craft beer. I feel like such a traitor to say I don't like certain types of beer or that growlers sometimes make me crazy. I just read an article from last February that is titled Why Growlers Suck Thirsty in Seattle. See the article here http://www.thirstyinseattle.com/?p=617 I have felt this way a time or two about the damn things. I don't want to feel this way because I have spent so much money on the stupid things. Don't get me wrong I have some really cool growlers in my garage but I am not filling them as often as I would like. I would much prefer a variety six pack from Total Wine or go straight to the bar. Also, for someone trying to fill their website with beers growlers don't take very good pictures. That's it! Today I am going to voice my opinion about the things that I like and dislike in craft beer. My goal is to treat my love of craft beer like my family. I will always love you but sometimes you piss me off!
I am driving myself nuts trying to keep up with the world of craft beer. I have a twitter account and I follow several of my favorite breweries to stay atop of what they are doing. Some times I am so overwhelmed with the information i want to say fuck it and find a new hobby. I feel like I am missing out on the latest and greatest beers. Missing out on all the beer festivals and whatever else. I will admit trying to keep up is not cheap either. How can I do this economically and still stay in the beer game. I am vexed on what to do about this.
I will admit failure. In my first week to not drink as much beer during the week I did it anyway. First you had the BCS Championship. Anyone watching that game knows that you had to drink to make watching it bearable. Second up, was the WTF moment I had that involved the words naughty, punish, and oh shit! Most that know me know the story and would not fault me for grabbing the Goose Island Honkers Ale and Mild Winter to calm myself down. Lastly, Thursday was Grey's Anatomy and Scandal. Are you kidding me! The best night of TV and I wasn't going to drink a beer. Yeah right! You have to drink to stay calm at the madness that goes on during Scandal. I am thinking of a new plan of action. One that may involve picking one night a week to drink or two. I'm undecided. That is the beauty of being a human being and grown up. You can change your mind whenever the hell you feel like it.
So I am at crossroad in trying to figure out how to balance trying new beers for the site and keeping my alcohol consumption down. For a period of time I was drinking a lot of beer just to get beers up on the site. For the new year I have decided to limit my beer intake during the week and have a little more fun on the weekend. Since I am doing this I will have more discretion about what beers that I will be drinking because I won't be drinking as much. I will miss having my one beer a night but I think I will live.
I did it! Nine days into 2013 I committed the ulitmate text message sin. I wish I could blame having one too many craft beers for this moment but I can't. In an attempt to be funny right before going to work I sent a text message intended for someone to my dad! To avoid further embarrassment of myself, my dad and the intended recipient I will just say that the words naughty, oh shit and punish were used. If you lack an imagination try reading 50 shades of grey. All three words are a staple in that damn book. I'm blessed that my dad has a sense of humor but I'm still trying to regain mine.
Avid fan of awesome beer and awesome people. Anyone who has good taste in beer is all right in my book.