RE:think

Budweiser American Ale

Also posted to beercentric.com...

So, I finally got to try one of these bad boys out. My findings are, well, surprising for a Bud hater.

First off, I liked the price. Six bucks for a sixer. As I stood in Wal-Wart I thought that was a good price if everything works out. After sticking the beer in my buggy, I went and grabbed some new pub glasses since my family has broken every last one I've owned.

I get home, stick it the in the fridge, and just wait for them to cool a bit. As I waited I checked out some horrible Tennessee Titans game. After 5 minutes and the urge to claw out my eyes out, I turned it to the Oxygen channel. Yes, women's TV is better than a Titans game.

Beer is ready!

The Pour

Nice color! Very pretty. Good head that sticks around just the right amount of time for this amateur beer fellow. I also noticed it stuck to the glass nicely while drinking it. The Michelob dudes would be proud.

The Drink

Budweiser made this? Seriously? Cause it's pretty darn good. Not as hoppy as most American Pale Ale type beers, but still enough for this hop head of a beer drinker. It's very malty as well. Ernie said it reminded him of Sam Adams. I didn't think so until my second one. I agree. It is like a less hoppy and less expensive Sam Adams.

The Verdict

I like it and I will drink it again. It's not as good as the Pale Ale's of my favorite microbreweries, but it is much less expensive and still very tasty.

Powered by Qumana

Mmmmmmmmm

Pal's Big Tea

For all you locals... Pal's big tea turned 20 this year. Wow. They've sold about 71 Million of them since they were first introduced 2 decades ago. If I were to estimate, I would have to say I've probably bought 5000 of those. And that is probably a low estimate.

Link

It's That Time Again!!!

It's that special time of year again. A time that many look forward to and others dread. Hope fills the air and the familiar sights,sounds, and smells are all in place. You get a friendly greeting at every counter and you see folks all around buying various things for their families and meals together. I personally love this time of year in spite of all the indulgence. Thanksgiving? No. Christmas? No. Well what heck you talkin' bout Wagner?

I'll tell you. Bah Dah Bop Bop Bah! The McRib is back at Mickey D's! I know it totally grosses most of you out and it should me, but mmm mmm that some good stuff. And I probably took a month off the end of my life a little while ago having one for lunch, but I love those things man and I'm proud of it. We all have our guilty pleasures and this is one of mine, along with old Patrick Dempsey movies and Winger albums. So here's to the McRib, McDreamy and the McKipper.

cack!

RecipeSource: Spam Swiss Pie

What a Crazy Weekend!!!

It started off with me and good buddy Clint heading to Knoxville to check out a band with Ernie for an early birthday gathering for Ern. We were about 10 miles out and Clint said the steering felt a little weird. We continued on, left the interstate and as we pull out at the bottom of the of off ramp the rack and pinion on the left front totally broke loose. We were able to get it to the side of the road, call a tow truck, and get Ernie to pick us up.

Now let me interject how blessed we were. Had that happed on 4 lanes of interstate, at the end of rush hour at 65 miles per hour, well, it would have been bad to awful.

We got the car to Pep Boys and like the troopers we are, headed on to the show. Well, we headed to Barley's first for a brew and some pizza. Later, we saw one of our favorite tribute bands, Appetite for Destruction, the fake Guns 'n' Roses. They were killer as always and I am consistently blown away at just how good fake Axl is. Before they took the stage, Poison tribute Hollyweird played. They are terrible and I thought Ernie and Clint were going to get into a fist fight about the original band.

Anyway, Saturday was a day of College football with my boys. Michigan, one of my favorite teams, beat Notre Dame, Ernie's favorite. It was sweet and I won't gloat. Although I did tell you Ernie not underestimate the Wolverines. Props to Ern on the grilled salmon.

However, later in the evening our beloved Vols fell to the evil Florida Gators and a horrible personal foul call by an official that erased a TD. It was a rough way to end the day. Vols losses take a day or two to get over. I'll even avoid ESPN for fear I will have to see the highlights again. They love to rub it in on me. I think ESPN hates me.

Back to the car... It was going to be more than the car is worth to fix, so pray for Clint as he looks for new transportation this week. And we needed a ride back to Kingsport, so...

We hitched a ride home with some Charlie Manson looking dude. He smelled of pickles and Josh Stewart and scared us a little bit. He drove a '75 El Camino and insisted we all pile in up front. I made Clint take the middle seat.  He continually talked about the egg salad sandwich and how it is totally underrated while ham and cheese was extremely overrated. I thought this was some of serial killer code talk and that I was egg salad and Clint was ham and cheese. Meaning I was safe and Clint wasn't. He actually stopped on the side of the road a couple of times, walked around the car while talking to someone named Randy that we couldn't see. It was scary.

Ok, I made that last paragraph up, we hitched a ride home with good friend Hoosh, who had come down for the Vols game.

There were lots of little funny things that happened throughout the weekend, but I can't remember them right now. It's the kinds of things that once the man group breaks up and goes there separate ways in normal life, they forget them till the next time they get together.

Remember, pray for Clint, I know the spot he is right now because I have a car down and am not sure what I am going to do.

Thanks Ern for having us, Clint for driving us most of the way and Hoosh for getting me home to the fam.

TGI Fridays now has "FRIED MAC & CHEESE"

My Head says... dude, that's nasty.

My Heart says... dude, you tryin' to kill me?

My Stomach says... blluuuuccchh...

But my taste buds say...

BRING ON THIS CHEESY GOODNESS!!!!!

 

Tomorrow... Crispy Green Bean Fries... Whoa.

I Have a Few Gripes...

Ok, I need to blow off some steam. Here my two gripes for the day...

I hate it when I order iced tea with a lemon at a restaurant, sip the tea, and discover some braniac cut the lemons with the same knife they cut onions. That's always a great surprise. This should be the first lesson that is given to the fruit and vegetable cutting person. I'm sure their is a trade school or something out there for these folks. You've heard commercials about bitter beer face? You don't wanna see my 'surprise onion in the mouth face".

I hate it when people use their "myspace" as an official web site. I don't know how many local bands use these things making it impossible to learn anything of worth about them. The sites are always ugly, usually way too busy, and devoid of any content other than the comments of readers like "@#$  $#% doods, you rawked my face off the other night." I wish myspace would just go away. It's like Prodigy Personal Pages on bad roids or something. However you can check mine out at http://www.myspace.com/rdwagner. You'll find nothing there, so don't bother clicking.

 Tags: myspace, iced tea, lemon                                                                         

Powered by Qumana

So now I am an Apostate?

Or say says Dr. Jerry Vines...

    To think that there are now pastors of churches, leaders of youth groups and members of boards of SBC entities who are promoting moderation rather than total abstinence shows just how far down the road to apostasy we have traveled.

I don't even know how to approach such a statement other than to say he's so far away from the Bible with it, it creeps me out.

Link: Guardian Ministries: Dr. Jerry Vines' Article on Abstinence

Tags: Dr. Jerry Vines, Alcohol Abstinence