Smogberry
Smog City Brewing Co.

I almost wanna say T2. I almost wanna call this one a Terminator Two beer. But like Josh Donaldson pimping a warning track shot - here we are. It’s good. It’s like hot cousin status. Not hot sister, because that label is reserved for prime stuff. But SB shows up to Jr.’s 3rd birthday and you’re looking at her and saying, “Heyo. Shorty got back.”

And here is Raul - chilling on it. The sky is still blue; birds still soar; and I haven’t eaten McDonalds in over 23 years (outside one drunk night in Vancouver).

Giddy up, my children. YOUR life is yours.