It’s really, really weird to me to see people in Portland who don’t have to drink PBR, drinking PBR. It’s not hot, they aren’t poor, they just decide to drink PBR because, they insist, it tastes good. It has nothing, I’m sure, to do with the fact that it’s trendy to drink that beer.
Nothing at all.
Then I read stories like this one, and I figure it could be worse.
