Happy New Years! #BEERSATURDAY
So far so good!
This is the time for resolutions and promises to ourselves. But I want to talk about promises and resolute absolutes.
See in my little world, I can count on two things for certain, absolute and resolute opposites.
What are these two polar opposite absolutes in the world of @handofzara, you might ask?
Thanks for asking and showing you actually care.
These two diametrically opposed forces in my universe are beer and THE Mrs. @handofzara.
See in my little corner of the universe, it is the absolute function of THE Mrs. @handofzara to get me OFF my lazy ass and it is the absolute function of BEER to set me ON down on my lazy ass.
It is a sort of a Ying and Yang thing, that better philosophers than I have spent a life time contemplating and writing about such things ad nauseam.
I am a man who simply goes with flow when I realize that my world enters into my Mrs. #handofzara and my beer time space continuum.
See this morning I woke up and simply turned to my better half and asked a stupidly simple question.
"I want to go to the mountains." she said.
"Great! Sounds like fun. When do you want to go? Next week perhaps?
"Now." is all she replied.
And she said it in such a way that I could feel the entire Universe aligning against every lazy bone in my body. This sensation occurs often enough that I have trained my lazy ass (which I must confess is my natural status in life) to GET UP and move.
The long and the short of it is that within two hours and after a two mile hike up the side of mountain my lazy ass was looking into Tennessee from North Carolina.
Mrs. @handofzara looked especially pleased, the look upon her face beamed forth the simple phrase "Mission Accomplished".
As you might expect such an enterprise caused an entire shift in the Universal forces of Nature.
Did you feel it?
I know my lazy ass felt it!
Time slipped by completely and space vanished in an instant and then suddenly . . . .
I found myself home again, safely in the man cave. The Universe quickly returned to an understandable equilibrium. I found myself weary, with all of my lazy ass bones crying out "Give us BEER and we shall LIVE"!
And BEER I gave them.
32 Ounces of beer on this #beersaturday is what I gave them!
BEER NAME: Pilmate
STYLE: Pilsner
BREWER: Wooden Robot of Charlotte, North Carolina
ABV: 5%
APPEARANCE: Straw Gold, pours with a nice foamy head and is slightly cloudy
AROMA: hoppy
TASTE: hops and lemony citrus
MOUTHFEEL: light bodied, crisp and clean finish
Good news, I have two more Wooden Robot brews to share on #beersaturday.
The moral of this story is NEVER EVER ASK A QUESTION YOU DO NOT KNOW THE ANSWER TO!
TRIVIA TIME!
In gratitude to you all for reading the missives of my beer loving lazy ass I have a small tradition of asking a trivia question. The first person to answer in COMMENTS wins a BEER TOKEN.
QUESTION: WHAT FOOD DISH IS TRADITIONALLY SERVED IN THE AMERICAN SOUTH ON NEW YEARS DAY TO BRING GOOD LUCK AND FORTUNE?
CLUE: Here is a picture of mine that I made after the death march up the mountain.
Good luck and I will see y'all next #beersaturday!
Hoppin' John? I honestly don't know about that but I just googled it 🤣. Apparently each of the ingredients have its own meaning, I'll have to read more on it. Anyway, Happy New Year and may this year bring you lots of beer to taste and review.
Hoppin' JOhn or Black Eyed peas is what comes up when I search it. Happy New Year and Happy new beer to you and the Mrs!
Great job and I sadly think that there is a similar trip planned for today to move my lazy ass into the green somewhere...
... anyway - you earned a !BEER
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.Hey @handofzara, here is a little bit of
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from @detlev for you. Enjoy it!Do you want to win SOME BEER together with your friends and draw the
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.Well, I gotta say, that's not a bad way to spend a lazy ass day, even if it wasn't particularly lazy ass. At least you got a good brew out of it!
Cheers! This Pilmate by Wooden Robot looks interesting. I hope I'll taste it one day. 😎 🍻
"Resolution: Nae grogg fur th' crew b'fore eight bells intae th' dug watch!" -Keptin
Eight bells? When the Sun sets over the yard arm . . . the keg must be tapped and a tankard of ale filled!