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Tuesday, December 11

Thank you sir, may I have another?

While I was in Sun Valley this past July, I had the chance to sample many beers from Ninkasi Brewery.  "Sample" is probably too weak of a word.  They were kind enough to supply beer after all the Ride Sun Valley Mountain Bike Festival Stoker Rides... well in the case of Zac and I, after the Stoker Rides and before our bonus post-Stoker Ride rides.

The Shirtless Club for Men: Sun Valley Chapter approves.

When I returned home, I was disheartened when I discovered none of the local beer stores stocked Ninkasi.

The horror.

I've bitched about it before.  My cry was heard, and last night my needs were satiated.
Big E promised and delivered.

Too say I was excited would be an understatement.  I came home to an empty house, clean dishes in the dishwasher, unfolded laundry in a basket, bills to pay, wet work gear to attend to, my mom's dishwasher in need of repair...

Not now.  Time to open the box.

This is the largest consumer available ZipLoc bag I have ever seen.  Being that I have a penchant for recycling these handy items, this one will now be my most prized ZipLoc bag ever.

There was another sealed box inside the sack.  I started to fear that I was being toyed with, the old box inside a box inside a box inside a box with a lead weight at the core.

It was not.

Mother of God.  I decided to put them in the fridge immediately, but still planned on waiting for a special moment to drink them.  Then I ate dinner, headed to Home Depot for supplies, and went over to my mom's to fix a dishwasher.  When I arrived back at my house an hour later, something smelled funny.  Initially I thought it was the big bag of broccoli I had steamed earlier.  Then I turned the corner out of my bike room.

Three dogs were loose in the house.  It looked like four dogs decided to take a dump in the living room.  I went directly to the fridge.

Pick up poop, de-con, fold laundry, put away clean dishes, pay bills... all with a smile.

For those that would want to know, I chose the Tricerahops for maximum PITA buffering.

I hoist my glass to you, Earl.  If I could, I would hug you, but in that way that men hug where no feelings are shown or expressed.

7 comments:

Joshua Stamper said...

After the Fox peak loop in sun valley I put down 2 tricerahops and was effectively incapacitated for the rest of the afternoon. I am sorry that your dogs defiled your bike temple.

Anonymous said...

Ninkasi is the nectar of the gods, get it around here at the gas station :)

AdamB said...

Those dogs were just pissed that you weren't sharing those special beers with them. Your riding pals may have done the same...

Anonymous said...

looks like you have a bit of dickie-doo going on in that photo.

Big E said...

You are most welcome Dicky. You bring a lot of entertainment to all of us. It's the least I could do. Besides I was rocking back and forth in the corner, while flipping the light switch off and on with the idea that you were drinking fizzy pee beer. Merry Christmas Dicky! *Bro hug*

PS~ I figured you would like the Dicky sized Ziplock bag...

Anonymous said...

This is not a question intended to allude to gheyness in any sense of the wyrd...

what is your obsession with bare chested men?

dicky said...

The hilarity of it all... useless man nipples... mocking our "sex sells" society... dunno.