Thanks to my friends at Steelback Brewery, I had a VIP pass to the Toronto Festival of Beer this weekend. I went last night and had a great time (drank excessively). Not much occurred that's worth sharing but here are my three memories from the evening that are the least clouded by intoxication today:
1. By far, the busiest tent at the fest belonged to Budweiser. This irked me. A lo
t. I support your right to enjoy the taste of watered-down horse urine, but I thought the point of the festival is to try new beers. I suspect the weaker members of my sex were attracted to the shitty beer by the Bud Girls. Lame.2. Arrested Development performed! Who knew they were still together? I rocked out hard to "Mr. Wendal", "People Everyday" and "Tennesse." The three songs I know by one of the few hip-hop groups I have ever liked.
3. There was a basketball court and one of my shots clanked off the rim, bounced off the ground and up into the bottom of someone's cup and hit it out of his hand spinning about 15 feet into the air. He got covered in beer. It was the highlight of the night for me. No? I guess you had to be there...
You should have been.
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