Member since Aug 11 2001
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Avg Beer Rated 3.04

For this I borrow from Bob Frost's effervescent poem "In a Glass ..." It seemed I was a mite of sediment/ That waited for the bottom to ferment/ So I could catch a bubble in ascent./ I rode up on one till the bubble burst,/ And when that one left me to sink back reversed/ I was no worse off than i was at first./ I'd catch another bubble if I waited./ The thing was to get now and then elated.

Favorite Style: Imperial Stout
Last seen Sep 17 2016