SWTFYW Hints and Hauls!!!

Deadline for my LIF will be tomorrow 7pm pacific time. Cheers!

 

Perspective...a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view.

Woke up this morning lacking any semblance of it. I was sore. I was tired. I was pissed. I was irritable to my wife and son.

You see, I woke up yesterday at 520, left my house with Jesse at 625 or so, drove in shit weather slightly hungover, stood outside in the cold and rainy weather and for 4 hours drank beer and let the realization that Jesse and I were leaving empty handed slowly ruin the time. Met some good folks, drank good beer, had a lot of laughs...but allowed everything to be tainted by not getting beers.

Drove home slightly pissed then rushed to get packed to go to the football game. Did not spend any time with my son bc I didn't want to be late for the tailgate. Went to game with good friends, complained to everyone about the Monstro release, froze my ass off, and then went to a game that felt like a perfect end to a shitty day in watching my team blow a 2 TD lead for the third time this season. I bitched and acted poorly. I showed very little loyalty to my team. I whined. I passed out.

Cut to this AM. I was annoyed at my son for stealing my extra hour from daylights savings time. I was annoyed at my wife for making me be the one to get up and feed him. From 630 until 9 I pretty much sulked about my lack of sleep, my lack of Monstro, my lack of a bowl eligible team, and blah blah blah. At 9:02, my son fell and hit his face on the corner of a coffee table, missing a direct corner strike on his right eye by just millimeters. I can honestly say I have had less than zero thoughts about Monstro, gamecock football, my being tired, hungover, sore, sick, etc. I really can't get the image or sound of the thud when he hit the table.

You see, I like beer (that should suffice eh @blue-dream dream?). But I love so many things more than beer. Little man is a wild man unaffected by tomorrow's shiner (notice the cut just above his right eye).



Why do I tell you all this? Maybe to get it off my chest (ding ding ding!), maybe because I really dig this group of ne'erdowells, maybe because I think it should be something we are all reminded of from time to time. Or maybe it was because I've been wanting to give away some beer for a bit, and here's my chance.

This LIF is open to any current or former SWTFYWer, any mods who hang around, any lurkers who want an excuse to jump in (but do not plan to jump in, grab free beer and jump back out) , and anyone else that thinks they have a story to compete.

Tell me about the last time you gained perspective on beer. I'll choose a winner. If needed I will figure out a tiebreaker. Deadline to enter is Wednesday at midnight. Tag me on entries so I don't miss it.

 

So we kinda missed it among LIFs and pr0n and stuff and things, but we hit 30,000 posts today!!! And such an appropriate post to be the ceremonial 30,000th.

 

Wha?

 

I think you're right on all the wrapped bottles, but to be honest I'm not sure. I packed it up while drinking. I don't even remember what the challenge bottle is, so I hope its worthy.

The MOAS is a 2012 and the Zhukov is this year's.

I hope you enjoy them. Cheers!

 

Sorry about (perspective or not) what was an all around shitty weekend, whether it was something ultimately minor like a little lost sleep, or something more important like almost needing an ER visit, it sounds like you've got as good an excuse to open a good beer as anyone here tonight. Glad you gained perspective and (presumably) made it right with your loved ones that you spent the weekend whining at them (your words not mine), and even more so I'm glad that you gained that perspective from what looks like an injury one of my little ones sustains on an at least weekly basis, rather than something worse.

I'll consider a LIF entry, but for the moment, I just want to say "Welcome, again, to parenthood; fun ride, eh?"

 

i love this post.

i dont really have an entry for this, but my daughter puts beer in perspective for me every day. i often miss out on bootle releases, beer trips, etc because of her, and although that sounds negative, trust me, it isnt. i wouldnt give up time with her for any of those things. i often think about that scene in good will hunting when skylar says how she would give back all her inheritance to spend another day with her father. well, thats how i feel...if i miss out on that 1 day, which could be any of our lasts, because of a release, i would regret it for the rest of my life. im kinda drunk so this might not make the most sense, but i give zero fuxx about missing an event when i get to spend time with kendalyn.

 

This warms my cockles.

I've got a boring "entry" and will ultimately concede defeat, however my perspective has come recently and is also child related. You see, my future son(Dec 12 ETA) is going to be living in the room I currently house my unusual(to anyone outside of this group/BA) amount of beer. Well I've been asked(read: ordered) to make room for his clothes/diapers/toys/etc prior to his arrival. At first I was a bit annoyed, but really, why? I'm just going to move some to another closet, drink some and send some to folks(read: yall) that will really enjoy it. I'm also going to do my best to spend a tad less and put that in his 529. I'm about to be responsible for a human being. Good beer is everywhere nowadays.

That being said, I'm still gonna get off trying new stuff and seeking out what looks extra cool. Also, as I'm going to be in the position to, I'm going to try and erase a small portion of @jshusc & Jesse's weekend annoyances(not that it should sway your voting).

I like beer, but I really like yall.

 

one thing i forgot to mention...a couple good buddies of mine try and get together pretty regularly, but it gets harder and harder to make it work. anyway, this weekend, my one buddy was going over the draft lists on some places, which was better, which had something he wanted to try, etc. my point i have been done having to over analyze every draft list prior to deciding where to go. i had to tell him that i am far less concerned about the beer list, but im much more concerned about the company i keep. its the people that make it worthwhile.

 

It was last year on the night before thanksgiving.
I was about a month Into my discovery of beer advocate and I was thinking about beer constantly. I have an obsessive personality so I was immediately drawn to big trades for beers I never imagined trying. I had boxes going out and coming in every day of the week and that's all I could think about.

I got home late from work on a foggy, drizzly, evening and remembered I needed to go to the beer store (3 minutes away) to get some beer for a completed trade I had made. I was exhausted and didn't feel like going out. I thought to myself "this beer trading thing is taking over my life, I need to relax and take it slow", but I insisted on heading back out for just a quick trip here and back for the beer I had promised my trade partner.

As I'm making the left hand turn into the parking lot I smash my beat up 94 toyota Camry directly into a gigantic truck who tried to gun it to get past me. The truck went spinning and my cars hood was smashed up to the windshield. I was pretty shook up. My car was totaled nobody in the other car was hurt and neither was I. But as I sat there in the middle of he busy street with my tin can of a car smashed to pieces I thought "all of this just happened over beer". I tend to over think things and for days after I dwelled on what had happened, contemplating wether or not to de activate my account, stop trading totally, or just take a break for a while. It could have been much worse, and instantly this hobby that controlled me became irrelevant.

I got home that night and I'll never forget it. I opened the last beer in my fridge which was a rogue double chocolate stout. I posted it on wbaydn and said what had happened. A crazy generous member called beer kangaroo messaged me and asked for my address. He said he felt like he needed to send me some beer, from Alaska, to help me get over what had happened. I was blown away. I started to rethink leaving the site, and realized there could be some amazing friendships and fun times ahead if I just slow down and enjoy myself, rather than try and tick every beer in he top 250 in the first month. I got my box from Alaska and retaliated with some fresh Pliny to his surprise and appreciation.

I was definitely right about gaining new friendships. I've had the pleasure of talking and trading with some great members here and even driving to Chicago to hang out with @blue-dream in person back in August. I'm so glad I decided to stick it out and just slow down. It's easy for a person like me to become consumed with something so simple as beer. It's just beer, it's supposed to be fun, not stressed over. It took my car getting totaled for me to put it into perspective but in hind sight, I'm so glad it happened. If it hadn't who knows where I'd be now.

@jshusc , I'm so glad you posted this. I needed a moment to think back to that time almost a year ago. I'm glad your son dodged a bullet. You just set a good example for all of us to follow on how to step back, relax, and hit he reset button on what seems to be the end of the world sometimes.

*sorry for the long read

 

^^^
THIS....SO MUCH THIS!!!
(I love beer)

 

I feel. Ya bro.

I once gave away some semi rare beers and raised over 7K for a great cause! This community is amazing and I'm sure you will find a great story out of it.

 

That's funny, I just came from Revolution. Dat Deth's Tar.. hnnnnnnnnnng.

Going to meet up with @TastyDelicousness tomorrow night somewhere TBD. Probably Blues Bar? Should be fun!

 

Dude, that's fucking awesome. It makes me smile knowing he makes you smile.

I had a pretty recent realization myself and I tried my best to shed a little light for everyone else on here back when it happened, for the most part. A few months back I was just perusing the interwebs like any other day and I came across a news article. It went into detail about how people were being killed in the Middle East and honestly I kind of blew it off. Hell, everyone in the Middle East hates each other anyway, it sucks but it's been happening for years.

But this article went on to explain that this particular group was not only targeting the opposition who held dissimilar beliefs, but also their families, women and children included. It's hard to think that even in conflict, someone would voluntarily seek to harm a 2 or 3 year old infant who has exactly zero hard formed beliefs. I had to ask my friend, who spends lots of time keeping up with these issues, and he assured me this was not only true, but unprecedented in the recent age.

Then I saw a picture, it was of an adorable little girl with huge button eyes sitting on the ground, probably just a little bit older than my 9 month old daughter, and she had the cutest hat on. It was one of those multicolored beanies sewn with oversized yarn and the little tassels extending down over the ears off the sides of her head. My little girl has the same one, only it has a monkey face on it. But this girl was staring at the camera for help and crying, and there were three rifles pointed at her head. My friend assured me that children like her were being murdered on a regular basis for the ISIS agenda. That single photo has fucked me up ever since then. I would randomly break down and cry periodically throughout the day knowing that there was a father out there with a daughter like mine who had her stripped away and stabbed or shot or even beheaded and that father could only watch as it happened. Such injustice should not pervade, so when I found out my friend was doing something about it, I auctioned off anything worthwhile in my cellar to help fund their mission, and fortunately I got a lot of help from guys like yourself and we really made a difference for people that needed it. My little girl is only 9 months old right now, but now I never forget how fortunate I am to be able to cherish her poopy diapers or when she falls asleep on my shoulder or her laughing at my silly faces. I've promised to give her the best life possible in memoriam of those children that never had that opportunity. Ever since that day, I've definitely put beer into a new perspective and recognize it for what it is, and it's probably the least important thing in my life. I continue to enjoy it on the regular, but if I never got to drink again I don't think I'd care because I know what really makes me happy.


By the way, this isn't an entry into your LIF, just sharing the nonsmartass side of me for a change and helping push a little perspective on others like you mentioned.

 

You're awesome, your daughter is beautiful and you're a great father!

 

Cuuuuuuuutie patootie! I don't even regret writing that.

 

Wait, so you DONT have the top 250 list ticked yet? GATEKEEPER! WE HAVE AN INTRUDER!








not srs, glad everyone was ok, and that you're still on BA.

 

@jshusc This may not even be a valid entry as it didn't necessarily change my perspective on beer but more so the community here on BA or the SWTFYW thread more specifically.
A few months back, @Houser dropped a porch bomb on me...a few beers I was ISO and a bunch of other wants/extras.
In the process of gathering some retaliation brews...literally I got the call from my wife when I was shopping for beer, my wife called to tell me that my brother in law, witch was also a good friend of mine wrecked his truck, was unresponsive being rushed to the hospital. Stocking up on beer was no longer important, I just wanted to be at the hospital by my wife's side and hopefully be there when he (Lee) woke up.
He spent two weeks in a coma and we spent a lot of time at the hospital...again, big hopes for the best.
In this period of time, I contacted Houser to explain what was going on and apologize for the delay. He was understanding and very concerned about the situation.
Lee didn't come out of the coma...even talking about this is stirring up the emotions I felt that day.
The day of his funeral, I came home to find out @Jas45678 , who I previously never have even had a conversation with. Although this didn't take away from what we were going through, it touched my heart that Jason and Houser (who apparently spread the word) cared enough to shine some light on what was otherwise a dark time.
The perspective change was when I realized this is more than a thread or forum, its a tight knit group that looks out for each other and I am honored to be a part of it!

I can't thank @Houser and @Jas45678 enough for that sneaky shit!

 

You missed specifying what @Jas45678 did; but let's be honest, if you're in this group, you already know. So sorry to hear about your BiL, I had a similar experience with my favorite uncle a couple years back, so I know how much that sucks to go through.

 

Doh! He sent me some beer...dam good beer, top wants that I got to try for the first time, including Black note and BBPT5!