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I realized like two days ago that I had bought a growler of mead in Indiana and the woman at the shop told me to drink it within ten or twelve days. That was the 6th. And it had to be hauled back in my lunch bag, not really proper refrigeration such as was recommended, so it's possibly not quite as good as it was. But I've decided it's not too bad. Anyone want to come help me drink this? It's a lot of mead to have to put down by myself in the next couple of days.
Indianapolis is mostly an amazingly desolate and depressing appearing place, all dusty and decrepit looking, but they did have a comics shop, record store, fair approximation of a pub, pretty decent barbeque place, music store (like, instruments and sheet music and practice or possibly recording room and which had been there since the 1930s), a venue for rock bands (Shonen Knife is going to be there in November!) and this mead shop all within easy walking distance of the hotel we had. The bookstore which someone from Minnesota had rated as one of the best in the Midwest was on a par with the absolute lowest rung around here.
BUT, they have a ZOO in that city! Which means it's a real city, I guess. :) When I found out there was a zoo I was all, "Zoo! We must go to the zoo!" Partly I was trying to get Eor's Niece fired up about something, because that kid is just odd. Not much affect. Although my doctor told me the same thing about me - she said the first time I came in she had no idea how much I was hearing her because my affect is so flat with people I've just met.
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Oh, I didn't post this? I thought I had.
News flash: Mead sneaks up on you. But, you know how they say that different alcohols give different results? Whiskey supposedly makes you belligerent, vodka makes you play your musical instrument better (I think it was vodka). Apparently mead inspires one to be efficient and find ways that tasks fit neatly together.
Indianapolis is mostly an amazingly desolate and depressing appearing place, all dusty and decrepit looking, but they did have a comics shop, record store, fair approximation of a pub, pretty decent barbeque place, music store (like, instruments and sheet music and practice or possibly recording room and which had been there since the 1930s), a venue for rock bands (Shonen Knife is going to be there in November!) and this mead shop all within easy walking distance of the hotel we had. The bookstore which someone from Minnesota had rated as one of the best in the Midwest was on a par with the absolute lowest rung around here.
BUT, they have a ZOO in that city! Which means it's a real city, I guess. :) When I found out there was a zoo I was all, "Zoo! We must go to the zoo!" Partly I was trying to get Eor's Niece fired up about something, because that kid is just odd. Not much affect. Although my doctor told me the same thing about me - she said the first time I came in she had no idea how much I was hearing her because my affect is so flat with people I've just met.
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Oh, I didn't post this? I thought I had.
News flash: Mead sneaks up on you. But, you know how they say that different alcohols give different results? Whiskey supposedly makes you belligerent, vodka makes you play your musical instrument better (I think it was vodka). Apparently mead inspires one to be efficient and find ways that tasks fit neatly together.