There are days and there are days. Some days you have club soda instead. You go for walks. You have a salad and are good to yourself. And other days you do not. That is the way things go in these times of the general awareness of the need to be healthy. But not so long ago there were not these …
I am far too sick to taste a beer today. The slap back on this cold that has been doing the rounds has a real anesthetizing effect on the taste buds. I have resorted to eating sardines with habanero sauce to see if I can detect flavour. Not much happening. And I am too far gone to even imagine …
I am slightly spooked. Spooked by the calories of big beers, spooked by how much effort it takes to balance off a big beer and stuff like that. But I have a low freaking tolerence combined with a with a high resistence to change so it isn't the end of the world. Had I only taken up fencing when I …
You would never confuse me for a jogger. I am big. I like that. I was over six foot at twelve. A small giant. I can pick up things others can't. Move large objects. I am often asked by little old ladies to reach the high shelf for them at the grocery store. But you have to watch it. Over two …
I recall a George Carlin news item joke that I may have posted somewhere here somewhere before: "scientists have discovered that saliva causes cancer but, fortunately, only when taken over a long period of time in small amounts." That is the sort of reaction I had when I read today's beer and …
I am not sure what it is about journalists these days but they seem to have entirely forgotten what life was like in the 1980s. People seem to think that, you know, the special friends relationship of hooking up was invented by those with a Blackberry and that facing economic tough times is …
This little tool over at the BBC calculating the calories of drinks is actually quite handy. I just learned that five pints is the same as a danish, a hot dog, a pizza slice, a couple of onion bhaji and a couple of jaffa cakes. Two doubles of hard liquor are only worth a pizza slice and one jaffa …
Blogging upon other people's bloggy observations is one other the lowest forms of blogging. Yet, when someone like Pete Brown goes about actually going to real events and doing things like taking a cask of IPA to India by boat, well, that is really more like conveying actual news …
read more »So, I suppose it is a little ironic that I forgot this edition of the Session until today. But, given that beer is more related to the erasing of memory than the fixing of it, maybe that is natural. Interestingly, there is one memory related story - possibly apochrophal - that experiences during …