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beer tragedy
Tragedy struck at the office today.
My officemates' advisor walked into the office, as he does from time to time, to get something from the fridge.
When he opened the fridge, an avalance of beer bottles was unleashed at his feet, many of them shattering in a quite pungent flood of stouts and belgian ales.
After a second he said, "I hate it when that happens."
Nonetheless, we are not wont to let good beer go to waste.
![[great beer flood of 2005]](https://static.flickr.com/29/58207109_913380c1bb.jpg)
It looks like Sarah's tongue is pierced, but I am guessing that's just a shard of broken glass.
My officemates' advisor walked into the office, as he does from time to time, to get something from the fridge.
When he opened the fridge, an avalance of beer bottles was unleashed at his feet, many of them shattering in a quite pungent flood of stouts and belgian ales.
After a second he said, "I hate it when that happens."
Nonetheless, we are not wont to let good beer go to waste.
It looks like Sarah's tongue is pierced, but I am guessing that's just a shard of broken glass.
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'Tis a sad day. I'd offer to help restock, but that would involve fraternizings and carryings-on. Scary stuff. On the other hand, have you seen/tried Saranac's winter 12-pack? That may be one of very few reasons I choose to continue living here.
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(Didn't even wait for straws!)
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