Here’s a look at the “DRUNK HULK” region from me, Marc Morehouse. I went a little wild on one of the open beer threads and started interviewing my son’s drunken action figures. I’ve since moved on to . . . well, I still do that schtick but now I wear a cowboy hat doing it. [...]
Day late. Yeah, whatever. The cool thing about this space, no deadlines. – I probably tweeted too much about the fact that I went to Austin last week. Town is totally kick ass, but you probably already knew that. First, from a work perspective, I don’t know how Texas ever loses a recruit to [...]
I just want write whatever the hell I want some days, so this is going to be it. Planning on every Friday. Probably won’t be a lot of work stuff here (well OK, maybe when it’s funny and fitting). There will be beer and pop culture and Flenker sightings. – I’ve now drank 32 [...]
I think it was the Thursday before the Big Ten title game, I struck out for points north on a quest for fire. OK, not really fire, but beer. Iowa beer distribution is making strides, but you can’t get Three Floyds or Stone here and you never will. Too expensive to move off the [...]
I’ve been accumulating beers, but I haven’t been reviewing them. I have no excuse. Writing about beer isn’t exactly breaking rocks in the hot sun. Some of these beers made me want to break rocks in the hot sun. Over my head. I will tell you up front, there will be a major disagreement. A [...]
I know some of these are for real. I know “krausening” is a real thing that beer does. In fact, I know it’s important to some beers. Why then do we only hear it associated with Old Style? Hmm. This post is devoted to BS beer terms that make us all wonder what the hell [...]
Hello. This is from Stephanie Andrews, who’s helping to promote the Brewfest event in Des Moines on July 9. I think I’ll be on a family trip in Sconnie (at this point, I’m an unofficial citizen), but I highly encourage you all to attend if it is in your means and you don’t have plans. [...]
Somewhere along the line, I became a soft country clubber, without the benefit of the actual country club. And, yes, I have a “Mad Men”-esque country club vision dancing in my head, with Manhattans and martinis and girls named Joy. I’m a generation removed from farming. Not just farming, as in flat field and combines [...]
It’s widely known that I’m the Gozer the Gozerian of hops. I fight for it. I wear a cape and everything. Like my sailor friend Popeye, I eat the green and sprout super powers. I’ve always held Ruination, Dreadnaught and Hopslam as the holy trinity of the hops, sort of Underdog’s pill, the Scooby snack [...]
This is a question I threw out to Twitter earlier today dressed as Clark Kent. The response was outstanding. Here’s a sampling: @kvnrbnsn Free out of your buddy’s cooler. — The right answer right out of the gate. @DLinden890 Keystone premium. None of this Keystone light stuff, Keystone premium is sold in Wisconsin, comes in [...]
I used to do this thing on the football blog that was called “Beer O’ Clock.” It was a labor of love that kept me sort of sane. After a week of demands, I would hole up in the Marcave (cunning linguist) and drink and write about beer. It felt good. It felt right. I’m [...]
I love Three Floyds. I love the beer, the brew pub, the whole vibe of the place. I love Dark Lord Day, Munster, Ind., the Alpha King statue out in front of the place. We part ways on music. The Three Floyds fellas love their speed metal. At least I think it’s speed metal. I’m [...]
