The week has been never-ending. But not a cool never-ending. I mean, there was no flying dog named Falkor anywhere. Of course, I do think that the Nothing was dogging my desk.

Since I am fleeing the Nothing, therefore, I need a powerful beer to ally myself with; a stout warrior,a sit were.

Ah, stout.

Old Rasputin was recommended to me. I find this a savory choice. I shall seek it out. Sierra Nevada Stout continues to manifest itself in my mind. Perhaps that needs to be tried as well.

What other stouts can I have? Leave a comment.



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