My glory days of drinking are long behind me, based on the ungodly hangovers that have afflicted me the last couple of years. Those revolting headaches that can mess up your entire weekend. No thank you.
When my friends and I were involved in our AGC group, we were constantly trying to up the anti with premium whiskey at every get together. It was nothing to throw down big money for a bottle of select Whistlepig or a 20 year old rye. Hell of a price to pay for a raging hangover. In the simple words of Mike Tyson – “You come home, and you party. But after that, you get a hangover. Everything about that is negative.” And this is coming from a guy that made money handing out and receiving headaches for a living.
My goal on this up and coming Brewery Crawl is to avoid the crawling. Of course that’s easier said than done when you have a wide selection of beer beckoning you to take them for a spin. So with that I should add – if you could kick the person in the pants responsible for most of your trouble, you wouldn’t sit for a month. I’ll drink to that.