*sigh* Back to Texas. I swore, upon graduation from CU in 2006, that I'd never go back to this godforsaken state, yet here I am. I guess, if I have to dive back into Tyler's Folly, that I'll have to do this right. As such, the beer this week is as big and nasty as the place itself. It's a beer brewed to match the locale -- disgusting, rot-gut swill with no redeeming quality or value. Yep, it's Lone Star, and it's this week's gameday beer-o-the-week.
I have some friends from college - idiots, really - who once tried to brew coffee with Lone Star. It went about as you would expect, and they eventually had to fumigate the apartment. Later, after the event, I asked them the obvious question, "why?" Their response: "What else were we supposed to do with it?"
I guess I get the point. Drinking this crap would be far down the list of any sensible, right thinking person. It tastes like stale piss, if it tastes like anything at all. The sweetness is all wrong, the bitterness is all wrong. The whole package is watered down, which, in retrospect, is probably a good thing. "The National Beer of Texas," indeed. We should've left it all to Mexico.
Happy Thursday! Go Buffs, beat Oklahoma State!