by Tomorrow's Man
October 22, 2005
Road Notes, Detroit, MI
11:11am somewhere, 11:18am here:
I just fished a big ugly once-flying now-dead something out of my Sam Adams. I am moved by it's sacrifice to the flight gods, but it still should have asked before bogarting my beer.
UPDATE: The bartender saw the bug corpse on my napkin, freaked, and...poured out what was still a decent 5/8ths of my perfectly good Sam Adams!
What a world, what a world...