The Rogue in all of us

A project I had been working on for the past 4 months launched today. I hope it did. An email from the vendor late yesterday may have delayed it. I don't know. I have the day off so I could go camping. I checked my email today and did not have the confirmation I was hoping for.

Oh well.

I am still in a bit of shock from yesterday. I was at the store getting my share of the food supplies. After the grocery purchase I let the gravitational pull take me to the liquor store. I wanted to pick up a case of Lite. I also wanted something to drink last night.

I wandered past the cooler seeing the usual labels. I turned my attention to the shelves. Quite a bit of variety here. Then my eyes lit up. I shook my head to make sure I was seeing this correctly. Rogue Dead Guy Ale? Are you shitting me?

Nope it was not a mirage. The local PnS actually had one of my favorite beers. It wasn't cheap at $10.99 for a six pack but it was worth every penny. Hell, I would pay $6 just for a pint in a bar.

I felt all giddy as I grabbed a sixer. After I set it in my cart I looked back. There were at least 2 more left. Do I grab them all? I was tempted. More tasty Rogue for me. No, I should let others enjoy it.

I will give them time. Milwaukee beer lovers are hereby put on notice. If the Rogue Dead Guy Ale is still on the shelf when I go back to the store, I may buy it all. You have 5 minutes to get some.

Just kidding. You have 30.