(Muttering) Ah, the humanity ... this bottle of low-cal, mass-market lager is attached to the hand of a sitting New Albanian council person. Do you know who?
At Facebook, the first comment appended to the photo was this: Sorry, but cannot hit 'like' for 'lite.'
Clever, Sam! At NABC, we work tirelessly to makes scenes like this part of our discredited collective memories, and not a daily matter for perusal. It keeps a boy quite busy, although these days, we have another helper. I'll allow the Scrum Coordinator to introduce himself, if he wishes.
Here is a rundown of coming NABC events, appearances and grenade launchings.
Last Friday, NABC said goodbye, farewell, amen ... free at last, free at last ... I will forget you, some day. No longer are we bound to Heidelberg Distributing, our Greater Kentucky area wholesaler. We are free agents, and this time, it is hoped we'll find a partner willing to work with us.
On Tuesday, November 5, we celebrate Elector's birthday. At 11, Elector's about ready for middle school. See how Elector's appearance has changed over the years from 2002 to 2013, and get the details of the Elector Story, and $2 pints (and $6.66 growler refills) at both NABC locations on the 5th.
Also on the 5th, I'll be pouring samples and providing soapbox oration at DNA's 1st Tuesday networking gig at Uptown Art (5 -7:30 p.m.), located just cross Bank Street from Bank Street Brewhouse.
On Thursday, November 7, we'll be at 99 Hops House, Hollywood Casino in Lawrenceburg. The casino is visibly supporting Indiana craft beer, and as a director seated on the board of the Brewers of Indiana Guild, I'm delighted to drive up and chat about our steady progress toward being a great brewing state ... and in case it wasn't reported behind the local paywall (hint: it wasn't), there are now 74 breweries operating in Hoosierland. There's also one fewer prohibitionist in the Indiana House, so join me in saying "amen" at the long overdue termination of legislative malpractice.
And then there's Houndmouth, the band and the ale, all around throughout November. The second night of Houndmouth's Thanksgiving weekend show has already sold out, but tickets are available for Friday.
You say you want a panic attack? Try agreeing to speak at what appears to be a modest craft writing symposium at the University of Kentucky (my mom's alma mater) next February, and then realize that it is to be populated by true heavyweights of my industry. Well, if you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance, then baffle 'em with bullshit ... hmm, wonder if Houndmouth's free to accompany me? As the band captivates the crowd, I'll make for the unguarded cash bar.
There's a bar, right?
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