Category: Musings

gabf: how to not be that guy

Because GABF attendees, Colorado, and, indeed, the world have changed since I wrote my first GABF advice post in 2014, I felt it was due an update. While the majority of my advice remains the same, there are some key items that I missed that must be remarked upon. One of the most popular GABF-season posts is […]

this is why we’re here.

The list of reasons that I love the craft beer industry could explode even Buzzfeed’s listicle servers, but the primary one, the one that beats out all others, the one that isn’t determined by location or how thirsty I am or what time of year it is, is this: the craft beer industry is a […]

stop pissing on my beer (forum).

I understand that people tend towards dickishness and trollism and vaguary, but that doesn’t excuse the behavior – and, dammit, I’m calling these folks out on their bullshit. Here are some of the posts that particularly stick in my craw, as well as recommendations to fix a few of the

musings on friendship.

We grow old, we grow up, we move away, we get married, we have children, we move back, we travel, we stay, we die. And thru it all we cry, we smile, we bear it, we work, we play, and above all – we laugh. And it is in those moment of laughter and joy […]

my name is dev, and you sound like an ass.

This is a quick response to an article that David Chang wrote for GQ Magazine titled “My Name is David Chang and I Hate Fancy Beer.” The amazing Garrett Oliver penned a response a few days later: “My Name is Garrett Oliver and I Hate Crappy Beer.” Please read both, as both are interesting and […]

10 beers.

There is a fairly interesting/annoying (aren’t they all?) chain status post rolling around Facebook asking people to list the 10 books that have had some sort of influence or left a lasting impression on their lives. If for no other reason, it’s a good way to add to your reading list. But you know what’s […]

autumn.

I am ready for crisp days and cold nights. For crackling fires and musty books. For food full of earth and cream and spice. For beer that smells of leaves shuffled underfoot. For leaves shuffled underfoot. For high-pitched calls driven by instinct and desire. For the crash and clash of sparring brothers. For the yellows […]

a wee little follow-up.

In my review “a plethora of pilsners“, I reviewed five pilsners produced by Saint Patrick’s Brewing Company in Englewood, Colorado. One of these beers I was not too kind to (I believe the word “harsh” was used) was the German Pilsner. Well, the beauty of Saint Pat’s lagers is that they are lagered in the […]

down the drain.

In my attempts to indulge in all things beer-related, I am the member of several Facebook groups for beer geeks. On one such group this evening there have been a slew of photos that were, let’s say, out of the norm for the group. One was of a Cran-brrrrr-etta with the caption “Just cracked a […]

don’t go breaking my heart.

I want to love Lugene. She’s* my kind of gal, afterall. Maybe not my “usual” type, but the one who makes me get a little giggly inside and reminds me of schoolyard flirtations and that time I locked lips against a barn in an idyllic farmer’s field (editor’s note: that never happened). Ah, Lugene, how […]