Not all those who wander are lost but Bugs is.
Bugs knew he should have taken a left turn at Albuquerque.* Clyde seemed to be more adept at signaling right turns.** By the way, if you are one of those no signal Nellies or those late signal Larrys, smarten up, you’re pissing everyone off.
On a lighter note, it’s date night! Me and the missus made our way to Cold Break Brewery. I know, dinner out at a brewery could be considered a busman’s holiday for me.*** Our conversation included such deep ponderings as whether a light beer was actually lighter in weight than a normal beer and what type of beer would the slugs like more. When the waitress asked whether I would like something from the bar (a rhetorical question in my case) I signaled a Left Turn.
A mimosa glass as skinny as a 60’s fashion model. A pour as light as an epiphany with a halo head to match. Lotsa bubbles. Very light aroma, there’s beer in there somewhere. First taste is a nice mild malt, no hops or bitters or any other identifying features. A bubbly pour but a smooth quaff, no fizz in the bizz. As the top was halfway to the bottom a slight floral aftertaste is what I was left with.
A refreshing draft lager, a left turn that was a just right light on date night.
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