February 22nd, 2007

Rolling Rock

I'm not fussy about beer. I just like lots of it.

At our company All Hands' meeting, I learned that all of my colleagues... and Megan... are beer snobs. I got Rolling Rock, as a desperate attempt to get something that wasn't complete shit and yet wasn't too snooty.

Alas, everybody hates Rolling Rock. Junkies picking up half-smoked cigarette butts on the corner joke to each other about people desperate enough to drink it. If I mentioned Rolling Rock at US Immigration I would be learning about Allah from my cell mate at Guantanamo right now.

Fortunately easily solved by me drinking all of it. Mood: drunk.
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