A present for Richaround, Marble Brewery's Double IPA, and other things too

This goes out to Richaround:



Richaround made the mistake of mentioning that he brain-dj'd himself at 4am yesterday with the Shaun The Sheep theme song (i.e. it was stuck in his head and he couldn't fall back asleep). I feel it is my obligation as his friend to take advantage of this information, and attempt to get it repeatedly stuck in his head as often as possible.

Never expose your weaknesses in the bikeshop, they will be exploited. Bwah ha ha ha!

In Beer news, our empty keg situation has been remedied in the form of a keg of Marble's Double IPA.  Consensus has been good so far. It is definitely a strong beer.  I am personally surprised that it is as light and crisp as it is, considering that it is a "double" IPA.  My first thought was that it reminded me of Il Vicino's Wet Mountain IPA, a beer with which I am extremely familiar.  I might be completely wrong here, but I'm guessing they are both using a common strain of hops, perhaps Cascade hops, giving them both that extremely hoppy and slightly citrus-y distinction.
Like our previous keg, this one seems to be a bit of a sleeper.  It's listed at about 9% ABV, but you wouldn't guess it after one sip.  After two pints though, you might believe it.

In other beer news, I learned about a local beer blog which I became enamored, and then grew angry with, all within a few hours.
The site is www.abqbeergeek.com   
It is a local guy keeping tabs on Albuquerque's beer scene, something which I can definitely appreciate.  He's calling crappy sneakers "bobo's", which I know Danny can appreciate.  He's catching Sunflower Market in severely marking up beer to create the appearance of sale prices while still over charging, which I appreciate knowing about as well.
Just when I have bookmarked the site, I come across some unwarranted cyclist bashing:

I also have a problem with the "Fat Tire" bicycle. I don't like those super heavy, junky looking old-style bikes, and people who ride them look like dumbasses. They could possibly be at top of the list of idiotic looking bike riders, surpassing people on tandem bikes and people dressed for the Tour De France. Ever see a whole family on a bicycle for four, complete with the little yellow trailer with the youngest kid attached to the back? Ever wanted to unlatch the trailer as they ride by? Later, Aidan! And what's with the full cycling regalia (sponsor jersey, padded spandex, aerodynamic helmet, etc.) these people wear? You are riding past a strip mall on Eubank Blvd., not through a mountain pass in the Pyreness.

Bummer that the dude wants to kill cyclists' kids riding in bike trailers.  I was considering sending him a note to let him know that we'll be getting another keg of Gordons on the way soon, and that we'll be giving it away for free (as far as we know, you can't get Gordon's on tap anywhere else in the city). It's not even a funny rant about cyclist, it's just a little bit contrived.  And I'm gonna guess when he said "tandem" he meant "recumbent".
It must be tiring when something as simple as a person wearing lycra makes you angry.

Well, I've been off the bike for 2 weeks now due to a sore back.  I'm not really convinced I'm going to be up and running for Old Pueblo any more.  Two weeks down, not much improvement on the back, and just five days left to get feeling better.  I'll still go out either way, worst case scenario is that Marc takes my place on the 2 man team with Danny.  Then I'll go out on my own possibly, see how many laps I'm good for.  Maybe it'll be fine. Or maybe one lap will kill me, and then I'll have no choice but to drink heavily for the next 22.5 hours.
 I guess I kind of win either way.  Hmmm, maybe I need a bigger cooler for this trip...

2 comments:

  1. Understand where you are coming from. But the rant was directed as an inside joke to a good good friend who is big on the lycra and it was just a jab in our usual sparring session. And nothing is funny about a cyclist getting hit by a car. From a guy who grew up on bicycles, going from my Team Murray to my GT Team I to my Haro Master to my present singlespeed BMXish 26-inch, which shares space with an old Hutch Trick Star frame that sits by an old GT World Tour which sits nest to an old Mongoose Californian, I hate motorists with a passion when on my bike. In Philly, I spent my time dodging cabs and certain types of people in minivans. My brain evolved to the point where I would get near the curb when I heard squeaky shocks, because that would mean it was a cab. I have been spit on, had bottles thrown at me, even got pepper sprayed once. You know the routine.
    "which I became enamored, and then grew angry with, all within a few hours." Wow. Replace which with who and you'll sum up exactly how the present girl I'm seeing feels about me. And unfortunately, I am not joking at all on this one.
    Great site.

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