Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Oh, the Humanity

I still couldn't kill the keg last night. Apparently, I never even got close. As I write this, a steady stream of unconsumed Sierra Nevada Pale Ale is draining out onto my back lawn as I prepare to return the keg. It's one of the saddest things I've ever seen. Not quite on the level of horror of, say, if I dropped a pricey bottle of Belgian beer and smashed it in my driveway, but it nonetheless seems sad.

For future reference, I think I'll have to note that my friends have dropped down to a pony keg level of drinking.


a beer sort of girl said...

Poor Lee! The husband and I were debating the # of glasses in a keg just last night, in preparation for his company holiday party. It's complex math!

Bill Shirley said... - Lee, we'll be ordering 4 kegs for the party. But it won't be Sierra Nevada! (unfortunately) Lone Star and AB Bock for the hoi poloi.

Math: 15.5 gal x (8 pints / gal) = 122 pints

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