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7pm The Line

“Condom hat dude is getting laid,” Lynn says, as we gently mock people standing in line across the street for some event sponsored by GQ and Bombay Sapphire.

I am sipping on a Beer Valley Oregonberry Wheat, which is about as meaningless a term as one could ask for. What does it taste like? A mellow version of Squirt, which I can’t really advise in it’s favor. Perhaps I should be across the street, going for gin.

Except then I’d have to put up with all those people who are trying to be part of a scene, a scene that clearly is not mine. It’s summer and there’s a man in a cotton hat that makes his head look like a condom reservoir waiting to get in. If there’s one clue to tell me where I do or don’t easily fit in, it’s the common sense applied to the dress of those attending.

On the other hand, Bailey’s is a little less crowded because of the event across the street, so I thank them.

I went for the wheat beer because I didn’t want to have a dark ale, which seem to be in strong supply right now, at least from breweries that I trust. Don’t know why: It’s still summer, right? Aging and slowly drifting towards fall but definitely summer.

I am going to return to the bar and find another beer. Something up there is going to satisfy me, even if I have to pay for it.

Note, I always pay for it.

7pm That’s weird

I’m drinking Beer Valley‘s Heavy Sugar’s Braggot, which has a spicy flavor at the end, not unlike a beer that has been given a jalapeno kick. It’s not quite as intense but it’s certainly notable to me, as I’m sensitive to such flavors.

I don’t think it’s supposed to be like that. It’s so unusual, I have to go back up and make sure I was served the correct beer. I was. Geoff has a sample of the beer. The look on his face tells me a lot but I ask anyway: “I’m not crazy, am I?”

“No, you’re not,” he says with a shake of his head.

So now I’ve got a mystery on my hands. I was served the correct beer, we’ve verified that. Still, something is wrong and nobody has a description of the beer or what’s going on with it so…everyone is at a loss.

I kind of love this. Nobody knows anything and all there is to do is wait until other sources talk to the people at Bailey’s and give more data.

But in the meantime, I kinda hate this beer. I have said before: I do not drink beer to get spicy flavors, I drink it to kill spicy flavors. On top of that, there is the jarring moment between what I’m expecting and what I’ve gotten that I can’t get around. Let’s get something else, because I’m certain I can do better than this beer.

On the other hand, there’s a chance I’ll be able to talk about this beer again later when more information comes up, which means I’ll have something else to write about. That’s always cool.