Nothing to see here, move along

I have nothing interesting to say, but feel I should blog anyway. I only managed to have a few beers over the weekend and pretty vanilla ones at that. On Friday night I went to Thalen's fancy dress restaurant in King's Cross. It was OK and I got the best part of a dozen Carlton Draughts down my neck. It may be cold, wet and tasteless but it still gets you pissed which is what drinking beer is all about. Don't intellectualise the exercise and try and get poncy about it. We drink to enjoy the effects of alcohol. If the beer is good, then that is a bonus!
On Saturday I awoke early and started to mess around with my new TV. It's pretty special to me as I have had the worlds smallest CRT for the last 4 years. Digital TV is broadcast in 1080i or 720p HD in Australia so it truly is a treat to watch. I only had one beer on Saturday and that was a Warsteiner. It's OK as far as the style goes, but I prefer a bit more bitterness.
Sunday was fathers day and I met my family at a nice cafe and sat in the sun eating breakfast and exchanging insults with my siblings. I had a roaring headache so I made the executive decision not to have a beer, although I noticed that my brother had helped himself to the small stash I keep at my parents house for the odd occasion when I want to drink something there. I also racked my two can screamer into a cube and put it in the fridge for cold conditioning. The pint I poured myself (which I drank, so I actually didn't stick to my executive decision) straight from the fermenter was malty with a slight acetaldehyde taste and a firm bitterness. A couple of weeks in the fridge should see it in fine drinkable form. I still haven't decided whether to bottle it or pull it through one of my beer engines. I might run a poll in a week or so to let you the discerning reader decide.....