Ok, so think about your favorite thing in the whole world. Cake, chocolate, waking up at noon on a warm summer day with a cool breeze blowing through your hair and your little puppy Skip licking your face, chocolate cake, beer… alright, we’ll go with beer. Well now imagine a festival. A beer festival so to speak. A festival where there’s endless amounts of beer poured until your body just can’t stand it. When you think you’ve had enough beer, there’s still more beer to try. 150 different types of beer to be exact. Think you’re in heaven yet? Well you are. Tonight I was at HOPS — The Official Beer Tasting of Las Vegas and it was simply magical. Words cannot describe an event like this. One of the most depressing moments of my life would have been when the festival was over, except the fact that I was too trashed to care. It was 4 hours of trying new beers. 4 hours… new beers… and there was food too. At this time I cannot tell you which were my favorite. I know Spaten was the first beer I had and it was definitely one of the best. Tomorrow I’ll go over the list and decide, but for now I’ll sleep happy knowing that moments in your life like this do exist and I’ll await next year’s festival like it’s a 2nd Christmas day because, well yeah, moments like this do exist. The thing started at 3 and I was probably drunk by 4:30. And by 7 I was so long gone and it only sucks because there was so much good beer there that I completely missed out on getting seconds. All I know is Lee’s and Whole Foods carries every beer ever made so for the next year of my life I’ll be hopefully heading to those places to try and recapture this life changing event. Das boooooot!

What I’m listening to: Silence