Saturday, March 01, 2008

Moe's Backroom Amber Ale (Taproom No. 21 Brewery)

So I bought a six-pack of this last night. I've been putting off trying this beer because it's packaging looks unappealing and generic. My instincts, as usual, were correct. I paid eight dollars for this, and instead of a Tire Bite or a Rogue American Amber, I get something closer to J.W. Dundee's Amber Lager.

The beer pours well enough. It has fairly thick head and a solid, not-too-clear amber color. It's smell is where this beer starts to disappoint - faint malt and not much else. The taste is overly-sweet up front. I don't notice any adjuncts, but the strange cloying sweetness makes the malt profile seem artificial. There's a barely satisfying amount of bitterness with light-to-bland flavor from the hops. How generic. This nondescript brewery (Is it Moe's Backroom Brewery? Taproom No. 21 Brewery? Taproom Brewery?) ought to relabel the bottle with nothing but the words "Amber Ale" in black lettering on a white background and sell the beer for $5 a six-pack to match the genericness (real word?) of this craft brew. I suppose such a beer has it's purpose. Someone has to cater to the in-transition market that's tired of drinking Budweiser but isn't yet ready for primetime. Plenty of people can go straight from Bud Light to Dogfish Head 90 Minute without any problem, but others (read: pussies) need baby steps. If you are one of those pussies, then this beer is for you.


Meh.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Dino Comics

I found this while doing a google image search for Kierkegaard

Monday, March 20, 2006

My Thoughts on "Christian" music explained much more clearly by someone else:

Friday, January 27, 2006

You Just Can't Make this Shit Up.

The best craiglist post ever:

Dress like a bunny, poke a carrot in my butt - w4 - 26 (Garland Area) - w4 - 26

I have it all; a running car with a sunroof, a new laptop, an apartment with hardwood floors, and a job that makes me happy. But I'm missing one thing. I've always wanted someone to dress like a bunny and stick a carrot in me.
I am: 26, white, feminine, red/brown hair, emerald eyes, 5'4", thinnish, and natural 34C's.
You should be: 18-40, any race, sex, sexuality, or build.
The bunny costume need not be too original, maybe some face paint or a set of ears. Bonus points given to full on Easter style costumes and a tail. Points taken away if you dress like Frank from Donnie Darko, that shit freaks me out. I'll supply the lube and maybe the bag of carrots. Extra bonus points given if you actually grow your own in the backyard or whatever.
Preference given to those who send a picture of themselves in some sort of bunny costume. My place or yours--I'll give you beer, software, or a book from my small but growing library (hopefully you like science).
Thanks!
-C

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Homeless persons?


No. These guys are The Gourds. And their eagerly anticipated album, Heavy Ornamentals, hits the shelves today. Hugh.

You're damn straight I'll be buying a copy soon as Hastings opens their doors, and a review will be posted shortly after.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Looks Like Somebody's Got a Case

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Texas Wins!!!

Suck it, USC. Suck it long, and suck it hard! Vince Young stole Reggie Bush's Heisman trophy and shoved it up USC's ass!

There's a whole lot more I could say about this game, but it wouldn't come close to Stranko & Orson's post at EDSBS.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Low Carb Backlash Rear its Ugly Head


Attn: Atkinz Dieterz



Run for your fucking lives, because Ruby Tuesday unleashed the Ultimate Colossal Burger. This behemoth, with its two half-pound burgers on a triple-decker bun with enough cheese to choke Marlon Brando, is here to pound alll you ketosis-breathing ninnies into submission.


And if the sandwich doesn't kill you, you can plunge the steak knife into your chest to put yourself out of your misery.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Waylon would punch this guy in the face

I was flipping through tv channels this morning when something on CMT caught my eye. It looked just like a rap video - flashing lights, stripper poles, girls wearing tight ass-pants - but all the people in the video were white. And just when I thought the tittery had reached its peak, I hear the words "honky tonk badonkadonk" come out of Trace Adkins mouth.

What might this fine fellow have been thinking to come up with such a phrase? Certainly an educated person such as Trace, who graduated from Louisiana Tech, would know better. The word "badonkadonk" has no place in the english language.

Friday, December 16, 2005

You Smashing Young Man


I don't remember exactly what I was searching for on google, but I found someone who has about the same respect for Scott Stapp as I do. Or as he would put it: "he makes me want to seek out his mother and slap her for squeezing that fucker out."

The blog displays an extended review about how Scott Stapp's album doesn't equal the worth of the word "turd." I think the whole post could best be summed up like this:


Here's a quote from the Scott Stapp song I hear everyday at work.




"You set me free!
To live my life
You became my reason to survive the great divide
You set me Free!"




Here's the quote from the blog I found about that song:




"Stapp keeps talking about some person that fulfills his life and sets him free. I have no clue which boy from Creed he is talking about, but I hope that their lifestyle choice makes them happy. I also hope that they bath thoroughly."



Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Coke Zero = Badass?

This is taken from today's Black List.



"AT LAST, A BADASS DIET SODA: Coca-Cola is definitely on to something with Coke Zero, the baddest diet soda known to mankind. Check it out: The cans are black and white, muthahfuckah. No colors for me. Bottle got the no-nonsense black cap too. The name? ZERO. Mysterious, strong, a don't need nuthin' from nobody name. Ain't no bitch diet soda. Even the slogan is a command: "Everybody chill." At first, I thought it might be just me. I have been a diabetic since junior high and had to drink sissy diet sodas for years. What high school guy is on a diet? College wasn't much better, but at least I could drink a Tanqueray and club soda. It was a serious chink in my manliness armor. After football practice, have a nice cold, manly Diet Pepsi. Yeah, that works. But, the other day a large, rough looking 20 something guy in front of me stopped and picked up a case of Coke Zero. That confirmed it. I could not imagine this guy mincing through the store with a case of Tab. Bless you Coca-Cola. You have bestowed manliness on male diet soda drinkers. How cool is it for other guys who *have* to drink diet soda to not have to borrow a Fresca from their little sister anymore? This may be a small thing to the rest of you, but after years of putting up with, "Diet Coke? Are you on the Richard Simmons diet?" This Zero deserves an A. Now if they could just take some of the caffeine out I would not be writing these rants at 3 in the morning. A"


I'm a guy who prefers artificially-sweetened sodas to the syrupy gunk of "regular" sodas. I've never really gave a shart about my image when it comes to what I'm drinking, but I do find it interesting that some people percieve Coke Zero as being macho enough for guys to drink.

Too bad that I think Coke Zero taste like a burnt, ass-flavored cinnamon roll.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

A Bunch of Reasons Why ESPN Sucks from EDSBS

Teh Linx


I check EveryDayShouldBeSaturday a couple times of day. They're just a couple of Gator fans that always come up with something interesting about college football. I just can't fathom how two people can update a site about college football multiple times a day and have 90% of them be good.

Monday, November 28, 2005

The most depressing thing EVAR.

The blog of a homeless guy


I've read the whole thing and I'm still not sure why the guy is homeless, but homeless and blogging he is. Initially I thought reading it would make me feel better about my own life, but instead it just depressed the shich out of me.