I Was Not in the Hoosegow

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As both of my  faithful readers can attest,  posts have been pretty damn flimsy around here for the last few weeks.  Now I could make up some wild story about trekking through the Equatorial rainforest searching for a lost tribe of brewers who make beer from gum trees and  being thrown in the hoosegow by the local authorities. I’m not even 100% sure of what makes a hoosegow  but it is one of those words that sounds so intriguing. In fact I’ve now used the word three times in this post which must be some kind of internet record. But nothing exciting like that has happened . Instead it has been  work,  life, work,  beer, and work. Notice the multiple use of the work word?

Even though most of the Oktoberfests are over, I still have a closet full of Oktoberfest beers.  As well as a Swiss beer that I have been really looking forward to tasting.  So hang in there, I’ll be sharing the Beer Living with you very soon.

Gotta run. The hoosegow (four times!) staff seem to want me off the computer now.

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