Last week’s retarded moment was when I fell on the treadmill. This week I was searching for a way to top that feat. What I came up with went a little like this….
Two nights ago I was cleaning some food out of the sink and in the process I flipped on the garbage disposal. I was greeted with the horrible noise of something (non-food) being down the drain. Our metal water bottle lids sometimes get down there and I assumed that’s what it was. I make sure the thing is off, and then I stick my hand down the disposal. Sure enough, my hand finds something that feels like the aforementioned bottle lid.
I have a hard time pulling the thing up out of the drain. It’s slimy and gross down there and the thing keeps coming half way up before I lose my grip and drop the damn thing. FINALLY I get it to come up out of the drain. To my surprise, it is not a bottle lid at all, but rather a very broken shot glass. Also appearing in the light is a very bloody hand and a nasty cut on my index finger. Apparently fishing around for 30 seconds in a pool of glass shards isn’t a good idea. Who would have thought?
Fast forward to tonight. The finger still hurts like a bastard, as the cut was kinda deep. I’m using this Left Hand Wake Up Dead as a pain killer!
First thing I have to say about this beer is that it has, hands down, the coolest label of any beer I’ve ever seen. Bad. Ass.
The Wake Up Dead is an imperial stout, and a fine specimin of one if I do say so myself. It has a mega chocolatey aroma, which is accompanied by HUGE bold flavors. Chocolate and coffee are the primary flavors. The label calls for additional flavors like liquorice and raisins, but I’m not feeling either of those. This thing is ROASTY bitter, even when relatively warm.
Awesome brewery. Fantastic label. Good beer. Go drink one!