I just got the official word that, although Red Dog is still being
brewed by MillerCoors, it's no longer being distributed in my area
(which means, in my case, at least more than a 100-mile radius around
me). This, in turn, means that the Dog and I will no longer have the
relationship we both have had for about 2 decades. It's a sad blow to
a way of life to which I've become accustomed.
Also, my email address (reddog @
rye.net) has now become a
halfanachronism (Jim Beam rye is still available in this area -
although the nearest place is 55 miles away).
And now that I'm required to make a big 'shift' in my life, I find it
serendipitous - or maybe even visionary - that I've already been test
driving Third Shift beer.
I have 3 Dogs left, and I intend to sip them slowly, savor them, and
remember the Good Times associated with them. I may even save the last
one until it's cool enough here to build a campfire to help soothe my
damaged soul as I lovingly start the Last Dog on the journey to its
first waypoint - the aquifer below my house.
I will appreciate any sympathy and cheering-up you may have to offer.
But hold the prayers - I don't think prayer would be appropriate for
either me or the Last Dog.
--
bill
Theory don't mean squat if it don't work.