Harrumph!
Look…I live in Colorado. Yes, I live at 5,000* feet. Yes, we get snow. Yes, we have some cold, windy days. But — and this is the big but — if it is 5 degrees and snowy on Monday, it is pretty damned likely to be 60 degrees and blazing sun by Wednesday. That’s just life in Colorado.
*Actually, I live at more like 8,000, but I spend a lot of my time “down the mountain” at 5,000…
That’s also, err, kinda why I like living here.
So why, in a place where cold weather lasts hours rather than weeks — let alone months — why in the hell would a brewery completely close its patio?!?!
For the last four days I have been stuck in crazy wind and blowing snow, not to mention temperatures that have had to really try just to reach double digits. But now…
But now, when I’ve come down the mountain to meet friends for lunch, the weather is sunny and 60…yet still I’m stuck sitting inside!
GODDAMMIT!!
HARRUMPH!!!!
Okay, so I’ll (kinda) save you from (yet) another bad-taproom rant…but it’s hard. Honestly, it’s really freaking hard. Do you have any idea just how much I hate restraining myself like this?
My spleen may explode, by the way, for lack of proper venting…
*sigh*
I really need to get back to work on that brewery guidebook I’ve had simmering on the back burner for that last couple of years…
SSSHHHIIIIIIITTT!!!!!!
Okay, so while I was waiting, and wasting time, I had my first sip of a terrible freaking beer…
I hate my life right now.
…No…must…restrain…self…
…Cannot…vent…now…
…Ummm…
My one poor little brain cell can’t…err…do two things at once, so it’s either vent or write, but not both…
I repeat: I hate my life right now.
