Sorry I’ve been MIA recently. Last week, with the Vegas trip, was a four day work week. This week, with Vegas at one end and Denver at the other, is a three day work week. When I was younger and had less responsibility, a three day work week meant, “Sweet! I only have three days of work this week!” Now it means, “Sweet! I get to cram five days of work into three this week!” Kids, being an adult blows.

However, one good thing about being an adult is the ability to blow all the money you make on trips and booze. To that end, tomorrow, I’m leaving for Denver, where I’ll spend the weekend at the Great American Beer Festival. I’m fully aware that there’s a chance I won’t make it back. If that happens, I’ve had a good run. Well, a pretty good run.

(And God, I’m only joking. I don’t like joking about such things when I’m about to get on a plane. So just to clarify, I would like to make it back. Thank You for Your understanding.)

In the meantime, I’ve backdated and posted a few things here and here. Hopefully that’ll hold you over for a little bit, and again, I apologize. I should be better next week (and also alcohol-poisoned).

Until then, enjoy the weekend – and wish me luck at the Beer Fest. Jesus. This could get ugly.