It's this Saturday, July 15. Rationalization here.
The time is "around" 7:00, though I expect people will be filtering in and out all night. Rudz is at 2010 Waugh (map), and parking...well, let's just say I hope you don't value your car's undercarriage.
But who cares? The beer's cold, and so is the sweet, sweet refrigerated air. They also serve food (sandwiches and pub grub) that is surprisingly good, so you've got that covered. RSVPs aren't necessary, so just look for me. I'll be the one loudly arguing the merits of the Spice Girls, wearing a yellow shirt with Chinese dragons on them and a crappy straw cowboy hat.
If The Wife lets me out of the house like that, I mean.
Sorry I missed Beerfest. Look forward to the next one. Keep up the always interesting and witty posts.
Sad to have missed the slurping and sloshing. Had a prior engagement with my "husband's friends". But hey I won $13 bucks off of them playing poker!
Two words: Happiness Jar.
Well, two more:
Vampires. Mets.