remyx

So... I went to the beer tasting event this evening. It was great! I was there by myself and was seated with a table with no one I knew. But introductions were quickly made and then came the beer. to refresh memories, the beers being sampled tonight were all from Beliguim, with an import representative doing the presentation. We started with some Schneider brews, all wheat-based brews. It was excellent. Then came the double-bock wheat... absolutely grand. All the time we sampled smoked cheese and meats, accompanied by warm french bread. The final two beers were from Chimay. These are fine brews created through the time-tried experiments of the Trappist monks for centuries. Like fine wines, these beers leave the palate with a combination of flavour. All of them kicked the crap out of most American beers.
Afterwards, I happened to be fortunate enough to be invited to the table of the host for some more beers (with the tab being picked up by his expense account). There were four of us sharing stories and beers. I was the youngest amongst the group; everything was going smooth. Then I SPILT MY BEER right on the host!!! FUCK! All the nice social progress I made went right out the window, and I swear I wasn't drunk. It just happened to be a momentary loss of manual dexterity. DAMN IT! Well, it didn't soak him too much, and he had a cordial sense of humor about it. I couldn't help but shake my head about the bad fortune that occurred. By the end of the evening I redeemed myself a bit, but not to the rank I had achieved. Guess I'm meant to stay humble.