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Don't nobody cut and run on Sheriff J.W. Pepper

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Ah it's the holidays, which means the James Bond-athon is in full effect. With any luck I might be able to see 3 different epics as I sit and watch the freezing drizzle outside the shop. I have been remarkably diligent this morning, waking up before 7:30 and heading out to meet Jacqua for some coffee and a cobblestone and then actually logging a couple morning miles. I learned that Panera has designs on expanding to Canada and that it operates the largest free WiFi network in the US.
I debated on taking Dori the dog for a jog this morning, but I'm not sure of her aerobic condition and since I have been giving her a lot of TBonz brand dog snacks, I feel like her heart health may be compromised.
The most anticipated appointment of the day is an epic Stout taste-off over at Stevenson. I think they have the upper hand mainly because my variant is a bit young while theirs has been aging for a couple months which is about ideal for this sort of thing. I am confident in the quality of my head(that's what she said) and I think it will be a good opportunity to quantify what I've been doing with very meager investments but a whole lotta love

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Unknown said…
freezing drizzle? that doesn't sound ideal. how was the stout drinking? i hope you held you own.

merry christmas.
December 25, 2008 at 10:11 AM
Unknown said…
My stout was superior, the head was better which makes the beer, particularly in this case. The flavors were comperable, really. I would love to actually be able to put this thing under a N2 charge and see what happens or utilize a widget. Keep up the good running and maybe drink some of that local champagne or something.
December 25, 2008 at 11:32 PM
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