I’m all over the place today.  There is no theme today, only utterly haphazard slapdashery.

I’ve noticed another side effect of maturing (some call it aging).  In addition to preferring to drink less beer but better quality, there’s another overriding factor in limiting my drink intake.  Obviously the threat of a hangover is a great deterrent but an even larger factor now is watching my calorie count.  How flippin’ lame is that?  While I refuse to cut beer out of my life yet don’t want to get the dreaded beer gut, compromises mus ...