CBS Comedies Are All The Same

Yesterday I had a Newcastle at a bar in Chelsea after my friend's show at the UCB, an Ithica Casscazilla Red Ale at Washington Commons, and three Brooklyn Dark Matters poured out of a growler on my couch. I wanted to wait a little on the growler because I was still a little stuffy, but it had been three days since the growler was poured and it needed to be drank. Despite my slight lack of smell, it was still delicious. Anyway, that's all for now. Liz is sitting next to me writing a post for this blog right now. We'll see if it meets my strict standards. WAIT! She just quit writing. Literally, as soon as I typed that sentence, she quit. Her exact quotation, "I have nothing to say. I've got nothing!" Not so easy is it? So now you all learned something about my wife. She's a quitter. Yep! Anyway, we'll see if she picks it back up, but don't hold your breath!*

Total Beers: 240 (almost 1/4 of the way done!)

Where I Should Be: 219.178

*Here's where you're probably saying to yourself, "Ryan, Liz is putting up with this ridiculous 1000 beer year thing and has been pretty cool about it. Do you really think it's a good idea to antagonize her?" Look, you're not the boss of me. You don't know the intricacies of my marriage! And I'd like to think I know a thing or two about women. Those two things: 1) They never get mad at me for anything because I'm too precious, and 2) ok, well I guess I only know a thing.