Summer's Last Fling

     The dog days are over now, the final days of summer are upon us. When it wasn't 110 degrees out, we would get 110 inches of rain. It was not a very happy medium this year. But before we rejoice the coming of fall, we have just a few more beer events to get out of the way.
     Tonight at ye olde Crafty Ale and Lager House, look and talk like a pirate, cause you will be walking the plank with the fine beers from Heavy Seas. I can say first hand that their Oktoberfest beer this year was a right smart bit o malt. It brought a smile to my pirate face.
     Tuesday is TNT, Tuesday Night Trouble. First over at Teresa's Next Door, it's Allagash night with a possible appearance by the Alla-lass. Look for several taps, bottles and a fine tasting menu to boot. Out here in this neck of the woods, the Railroad Street Bar is getting ready to hijack some livers when they tap at 6 pm,  Hill Farmstead Abner, Ballast Point Sculpin, Bruery Autumn Maple and a Stillwater State Saison or Autumn. This event smells like the work of Paul "Hitman" Havelin of Bella Vista.  Also they will join the ranks of ticket sellers for Beersgiving.
     Wednesday may be a break before we kick summer's sorry ass at yet another meeting of TNSC. Don't even get me started on falls event schedule, there ain't enough space in the blog o sphere to even begin writing it down.

                                      So let's leave on a most wonderful note, shall we?

Not So Deep Thoughts

     A whole day without rain. I'm almost in shock. Kinda like my readers and fancy schmancy blog ratings. Yeah, it's tough trying to put things together for a festival, not to mention 2 Twitter accounts, 2 blogs, 2 Facebook accounts. A trip to the mother country of Belgium for 35 people and an occasional foray into work. Then the constant e-mails, text messages, the out of the blue phone calls, yada, yada, yada. You get the drift. All good intentions go straight to hades after I do all the fest stuff. But I still love you. And I will try every now and then to reward you with my expertise of the written word. Or what my English teacher would probably say " A exquisite piece of drivel"

     I am trying out this map/fest gadget thingamajig on the side here to see how it works. So far I noticed my local time is different, but that is because I live on Kepler Mountain, where there are polar ice caps, volcano's and some type of magnetic fields that makes people drink large amounts of beer. I noticed through all my deep undercover work that a lot of people still check this blog out for some fest info. So, here is some fest info.

                              Craft Beer Bus and Don "Joe Sixpack" Russell. Perfect together.
That's right, you heard me. Mr. Sixpack is teaming up with the CBB and Bridgewater's Pub to come to Beersgiving. Why hell, CBB is teaming up with the Blue Dog Pub out of Lansdale too. Why I hear that they will have a bus coming out of Reading. Damn! Now that's what I am talking about. Let's see if we can get Jack and Lew on one of those buses too. Now all I got to do is get those nice brewer folk and high falutin distributor's to finish dotting the i's and crossing the t's. Then I will be half way there.....

A Quick Quiz

    What does Allagash, Sly Fox, Global Brewers Guild and a lovely beer lass have in common? Or not.

Ship Of Fools

    Well folks, it looks like it could be another busy weekend for Mr. Last Bottle. I shall start off Thursday night at the old CAH for another round with one of my fav-o-rite beers this year, unfiltered Bruges Zot. And of course, some more TNSC shenanigans. When we last tried  this tasty elixer, it was the debut at TND and Mr. Brewer man was quite happy with his baby. Speaking of babies, the one and only I Am Beer Wise and his lovely wife (doing all the hard work of course), gave birth to the beautiful Ava Grace Parker on Sunday. We here at TLBL wish them all the best, and I am sure we will see him out again in a couple of years.
   Friday night shall take me down south to TDR for a Yards night and a firkin of some Good Hope, which is what we all need about now, after the wonderful roller coaster ride this week in the stock market. At least one of the mysterious Mashington brothers will be there to buy us all beers.
    Saturday brings a day of possibilities. Farmer's market, house stuff, and of course some more beer fest errands. Sunday is suppose to be Phillies baseball and a trip to SPTR or the Sidecar. The weatherman might say otherwise. Tough choices one must make.
    I leave you now with a song dedicated to our hard working elected government officials who have earned a 3 week vacation for all their sacrifices. Enjoy.

A Happy Day

   Any day you wake up is always a good one. With this never ending heat wave, any day you wake up and it's not 90 degrees out is even better. Throw in a little afternoon shower, turn off the AC for a night or maybe two and just listen to the fan bring in some good old fresh air. Then sit down and check the e-mails and listen to the voice mails of the day. It was a good day. A very good day that got better. Now everyone knows that tickets went on sale at various places for the fest. In these woof woof days of summer, who's really thinking about anything in November, well besides me that is. We have to get thru August and Labor Day and another end of the world scare, which is also the same thing as Parkerford's Halloween Party if you know what I mean.
So let me help you think about November with this piece of news, coming on board to Beersgivng, we welcome: Avery, Anderson Valley, Bells, Flying Dog, Hebrew, Left Hand, Smuttynose, Southern Tier and Yards.

Weeeeeee Doggies!