Two regular dudes who happen to be huge fans of American craft beer.
By scot in 365 Days of American Craft Beer on Friday, January 7th, 2011
Nothing soothes the soul better than a good old American craft beer. Yesterday was a commute home from work right out of hell. I caught a train home that I usually take and sat on it for an hour without moving. The conductor came over the intercom three times about the reason for the delay; each time the reason was different than the previous. Really a trustworthy and reliable source.
After an hour of being held prisoner, we were told we could get off the train. By this time, because of the trouble, another three trains worth of people had piled up to go the same route home. Soon they announced that a “special” train was going to our stops and the chaos ensued. Rather than trying to fight my way for a chance to even get standing room on the train (a single train is usually packed and close to standing room without having to worry about another three train loads), I decided to call the wife and see if she would mind packing up the kids and coming to pick me up.
Based on the time of the train I would be able to catch and the fact that it wouldn’t be an express, her coming to get me, going to pick up my car, and driving home would be faster. She agreed. I didn’t make it home until 9:00pm or so and had to cancel Thursday night site discussion with Rich (read Thursday night beer night). Probably the day each week I look forward to was ruined by a shitty ass switching problem on the BNSF! Fuck!
I had some swill of Chinese food from the train station for dinner that was upsetting my stomach, so I decide to have a beer at the bar in the train station. My choices: Miller Lite, Budweiser, and Goose Island Honkers Ale.
Of course I had to choose the only micro brew out of the group. Served way to cold and quite possibly in what I thought was dirty lines, I still took pleasure in the liquid goodness of an American craft beer. I really didn’t take notes as the beer just didn’t seem right; maybe it was me, since I was pissed about the train. Needless to say, what an adventure. I can’t wait for a PLE tonight. Enjoy!
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