Hey guys, it’s Monday, right?
So, to start off and let you know what all is up in here, I have just finished a bomber (that’s 22oz, bitches) of Arctic Panzer WOlf, which beforehand I did NOT know was 9% ABCV and now will attemps tto write a blog post without editing, censoring, or correcting myself or my typing and shit.
In the summertime, someething weird happens to me, and to a lot of us, I would assume. I discover outdoors again. It’s awesome to be able to walk outside without putting a crapton of clothes on and to be able to go swimming and hiking and fishing and driving with the windows down. I absolutely love the summertime, but most of all because of my job. I work at a community center runb y a non-profit organization in a very poverty stricken area of the Appalachains mountain chain. During the year i go into the public scholls and work with the kids teaching them lifeskils and how not to be a bully and helping the kids who need a little extera helkp with their reading and math, but during the summer I run SUMMER CAMPS!
I have been working at summer camps in one for m or another since I was 14 years old, which calcuclates to 13 years at my current age, but really 14 since i have to count the summer when I was 14 and i’m 27 now so that makes 14 whole yeras. Shit, that’st like more than half of my life. I AM AWESOME!. anwyway, I love summer camp like woah. So much so that my wife and I met at a summer camp which is like the best summer camp in the world. This is where I cmoe to my current problem.
This summer, she accepteed the job offer to work as the coordinator boss lady in charge of all the universe at this summer camp, which makes me love and lik her a lot. however, this summer camp is a sleep away stay there all summer kind of summer camp, which kind of sucks because she then lives there all summer and i only get to see her weekends and the only interaction i get normally is at work with the kids I do summer camp with, and my dog. this leads to situations like currenlty where drinking an entire bomber of a big alcohol beer sounds like a great idea.
Speaking of that, this beer is pretty much the this. Shit. shit and this share a lot of letters. Anyway, 3 Flowyds has really done a great job with this Imperial IPA. I find that I drink IPAs because they reeally relaly taste awesome. I love big huge flavors, and ISPAs really do the trick. I didn’t used to likee bitter flavors, but beer and my wife’s weird ass tastes have helped me learn to appreciate them.
Arckctic Panzer wolf is one of the smoothest IIIIIPA’s i’ve ever had (the IIII stans for imnperial.) It’s like the smoothest starting roller coaster ever. It starts out extremely smooth, very boozy and sweet, and then slowly but surely builds up sppeed until your mouth is on fire with awesome bitter hoppy hopness and you’re all like “YES@! THIS BEER IS SUPER AWESOME HOPPY HOPNESS BITTER GLAORE!!!”
Also, Dealdliest Catch is awesome. I have seriously watched like two seasons in a row without stopping before, even though all they do is catch crab and cuss and get hurt. I could totally do that.
Anyway, I also am not eatsing as well as when Julianna is here. She loves good food, and we love to have ufn cooking for each other. when i’m alone, veggie burgers on everything bagels and beer sounds both awesome and easy, so i end up doing that.
In closing, i forgot to talk all about how summer camp is stressful and fun at the same time, and how it makes me want to have a beer or seven when I get home, nd how that’s what happened today, buecause it happened. My teeth feel like gummy bears.