Brewings Brewings Vol 32 Issue 4

There has been so many beer filled events since my last article I will note some highlights from each one. If you would like more information, put on you drinking socks and get out and attend these gatherings! We really blew the roof off at Mike and Chris Andersons( according to Chris) for the chapter meeting / pontoon cruise. Amphicar rides took up most of the afternoon followed by a pontoon demolition derby where you could see more than one " full moon " in broad daylight. Jay Martin, riding on the front deck of my pontoon, found something he did not know he had, even though I point it out to him often. You will have to come to my garage and look on the cabinet door to find out what it is. The Nordlager show in Cloquet was again a blast. The campground was a riot featuring a patio bar I picked up earlier in the year. It must have been good because on Sunday while I was tearing down, an older gentleman was walking by and commented, " I guess the bar is closed?" I could spend weeks exploring Duluth. What a great town. Our road cruise to Superior was legendary with Jay saving a miniature version of Bryan " Beer Goggles " Madsen from a life on the shelves of a thrift store. Fighting off the plague and a case of intestinal distress I made it through the Schell ' s 150th Schellabration. WOW, What a party, complete with a fireworks show to rival the taste of Minnesota! The Border Batch booth was a real hit and all that manned it had a great time talking to all the people. I ' m still laughing at watching Jay almost fill his pants when they blasted off the cannons right next to the booth. Recently, a Stubiefest was held, from which we have received two dozen reports of individual acts of perversion, so profound and disgusting, that decorum

prohibits me from listing them here. I have grown to love wandering through the Guzzle-n-twirl searching for brewerianna and catching up with old friends. I must have had a good time because later, in my garage, apparently I carried on a nice conversation with a garage door which I claimed was Lori. In my defense, I really do like those new garage doors! On that note, I will end with some quotes from Modern Drunkard magazines " You know you ' re a drunkard when " files

You know you ' re a drunkard when: You ' re best friends and worst enemies are all bartenders. You have no memory of ever eating a 7- eleven jalapeno dog and you ' ve eaten about 50. You sometimes misplace yourself. You got lost crossing the street( that actually happened to me) Your bar tabs impact the international price of wheat and barley. You ' ve heckled AA meetings. You fall into a vat of beer and bravely fight off your rescuers for three hours. You inform the arresting officer that gravity is the only law you feel compelled to obey. Your first tree fort had a wet bar in it. And finally. Everyone thinks you are bilingual!

Hope to see all at the Christmas Celebration! Lets have one! Your lame duck, always late on his newsletter President Stubie

Volume 32 Issue 3 Oct / Nov 2010

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