I have to say it again, "I LOVE our town." It is so SQUARE!
God, I love our town!! If you ask me, it's as close to heaven as a city can get.
And don't even get me started on next month.
rougebitch has aptly renamed it "the day of public drunkenness," but it's real name is "The Great Taste of the Midwest." The midwest's largest, most popular, most exclusive beer festival, where 5000 or so beer fiends will descend upon Olin Turville Park and drink themselves silly. If you didn't get your tickets the first week of May, we won't be seeing you there. You'd think with these conditions, there'd be fisticuffs galore, but these are the happiest, politest drunks you'll ever meet. We're all just so damn grateful to be there, tasting the fantastic lagers, ales & meads, thrilled to meet the brewers and hear about their trials and inspiration, delighted to see friends we've made in the past, that we only see here, once a year. It's another fantastic recurring event hosted in our town, but this one isn't held on the square.
What's not to love? (and hey, that's rhetorical, okay? don't be killing my buzz in comments today)
God, I love our town!! If you ask me, it's as close to heaven as a city can get.
And don't even get me started on next month.
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What's not to love? (and hey, that's rhetorical, okay? don't be killing my buzz in comments today)