Playing against type this week, I ventured out on my own a couple of times to find drinking and dining options in the Twin Cities. Among the highlights, I discovered Surly Furious, a fantastic IPA turned out by Surly Brewing in Brooklyn Center, MN. A perfect balance of hoppy kick and smooth quaff, Furious jumps immediately into my top 5. It'll be a love affair from afar, sadly, as the nearest retail outlet carrying the good stuff is in Winona, MN, a hop, skip, and 793.5 mile jump from my house in Virginia.
Titans WR Kenny Britt got a DUI. In other news, my kids yelled at each other, the garbage truck came on Tuesday, and Shlara drooled over Adam Scott.
The Olympics begin in earnest on Friday (though the US/France Women's Soccer match kicks off on Wednesday - don't miss it). Stay tuned next week for G:TB's wall-to-wall preview coverage. Or a bunch of inane filler. You win either way.
My tour of Sentence of Dave-recommended books is well underway. I recently completed Stephen King's 11/22/1963, which I highly recommend. The story of a schoolteacher who travels through time in an effort to stop Lee Harvey Oswald from killing John Kennedy, it's equal parts thriller, wry comedy, and thoughtful digression. Forgive the time travel conceit - the book's far less about science fiction than it is about human dynamics.
After I finished 11/22/1963, I started both Mark Leyner's The Sugar-Frosted Nutsack, and Neil Stephenson's REAMDE. It's kinda difficult to review a book before completing it, but I can say that both of these are epic in very, very different ways. (Not Jim Rome-style epic, but vast and complex and dizzying.)
Finally, back to the well one final time for our Doofus and his Bride, with never before seen (unless you're on Facebook, and really, how many people can say that?) footage of the actual ceremony itself, starring the happy couple and a breakout new star in the role of Male Officiant.