Today I went with some people to The Meddlesome Moth in Dallas. Â Its a damn shame I discovered this place on my last night here instead of my first, otherwise I would have just been there every day as much as possible. Â The image for today is of the first flight I ordered which was called “Captain Keith.” The flight is named after theirÂ Beer Guru Keith Schlabs, but I had to order it for obvious reasons.
As a beer lover, the place is fantastic. Â The beer selection is large with 25 or so on tap and 100 or so for a selection of bottles. (I’m doing those numbers from memory, but if I’m wrong, I’m pretty close.) Â Keith Schlabs came out and talked to us for bit. They have contacts all over the country so they’ve got a lot of the great microbrews from Stone to Dogfish Head to Allagash to everything in between. They also work hard to represent great microbrews made in Texas. In fact, they have a flight of Texas beers which lead us to discover (512)’s Peacan Porter from Austin which tasted great and I consider the beer find of the day.
Keith also shared they’ve been open for about a year and are really serious about exposing people to good beer. Â That’s something I can really get behind. Â It helps that their wait staff was also extremelyÂ knowledgeableÂ about the beer they were serving and could make excellent suggestions. Also, in talking to the staff they were knowledge about about the beer world in general even if they don’t have it on the menu. I love that sign of passion about what they are doing.
They also have an amazing menu which I think would make many foodies join the dance of joy the beer lovers were already doing. Â Since we were just snacking we had two small things: The Hungry Farmer, which was a fantastic cheese and meat plate, and the Sweet Fennel Meatballs, which were out of this world. Â If the rest of their food is even half as good as what we had you can do no wrong.
As I mentioned on Twitter earlier today: If you love beer and you are in Dallas and you do not go to The Meddlesome Moth, I loath you.
Bonus images because, hey, the place was that awesome and worth it.
I took a ton of pictures today, but it was all after dark with no flash. I need to either get a better lens, or just get the whole dark photo think better than I have it right now. In any case, I love the purple on the Spaceship Earth. I did some post processing to emphasize it, I like how it turned out.
Bonus photo of the beer taps where I had dinner. I just didn’t want to make beer the showcase of another daily photo. I really lik the blurry dude in the background.
This is the “Emergency Corona” that’s in my office nestled nicely in my collection of broken coffee mugs. Â It’s been up on that top shelf for almost 3 years. Â If you ever seen that bottom empty RUN. Â It means three things 1) I’ve exhausted other sources of beer at/near work 2) The day is so shittastic that I’ll drink 3 year old warm beer 3) The day is so shittastic I drank Corona.
Today wasn’t even nearly bad enough for me to think about going towards it, but one day…one day… I live in fear.
I didn’t take a lot of photos of Wordcamp Phoenix, and the ones I did take I am not wild about. I actually tried to payÂ attentionÂ and take notes and learn and stuff. I did, however, take a photo of the last beer I had in Arizona. My priorities are a bit weird, but in my defense it was the brewery closest to #wcphx.
For the record, this is actually yesterday’s photo, travel kept me getting it on the blog last night. I still have to take today’s photo.
The server that this blog lives on has switched in the past two hours.Â I share a co-op box with 9 people, but I’m one of the two admins.Â You know, I really get a kick out of admining still, which is probably a sign of mental illness.Â But the admin fuel, er, beer helps.
In any case, this point was to share that something that shouldn’t at all be fun is, but also to test to see if the blog migrated okay. :)Â If you notice anything weird, please let me know.Â But if its broken, you probably can’t let me know, and i’ll live in blissful ignorance.
I’ve been meaning to do some blog posts, but I haven’t had the motivation.Â It doesn’t help that I’ve also been distracted by all the video games I got the past week.Â (More on those in a future post.)Â In any case, I got some motivation in the case of being tagged by a meme.Â Evo called me out and I guess I should respond.Â By the way, I loved Evo’s #3 as I share a similar outlook/philosophy/happenstances.
This meme requires me to share seven facts about myself.Â The hard part about this will be coming up with 7 facts that will be interesting to people not me.
I too often accept things the way they are. This description will be mostly slanted in looking at myself as a pogrammer, but this is where I can identify it best.Â On a day to day basis this acceptance often makes me feel stifiled in creativity due to my lack of skill in identifying problems.Â I can come up with great and creative solutions, but actually finding the interesting problems to solve if difficult because I accept that’s how things are, and don’t find shortcuts/solutions/whatever to make them better.Â Eric Raymond described that as the “itch” that drives programmers to create…Â As a programmer, I’m not itchy enough.
Beer snob: I iz one. To anyone who’s been reading this blog or watching my twitter feed this is not news.Â Part of the blame lies with Jon Roma who introduced me to the good stuff first when I started drinking.Â I never went down the good old fashion macrobrew route.Â I’ve learned to tolerate the macrobrews so I can drink beer at ball games or social events when something better isn’t available, but its rough going.Â I’m no Charlie the Beer Guy, but I’m working on being on his level.Â I’m just too lazy right now to take up my own brewing.Â Maybe once the kids are older.Â In any case, give me a Duvel, something from Stone, Goose Island, etc.Â Don’t offer me anything named Bud, Miller, etc. Bonus fact 2.5:Â I didn’t start drinking until I was in my junior year of college at age 20.Â Given that when most people think of me they think of beer, this is probably a surprising fact.
At heart, I’m a Geek’s geek and I’ve come to accept it. A few months ago, I finally accepted If there is a stereotype for being a geek, I probably fit it.Â Again, not news for those who have been playing along at home for awhile.Â There are exceptions, but all in all, I’m a geek.Â I full embrace the geekiness and let it wash over me.Â There are much worse ways to view yourself so it works for me.Â (Notable exception: I have never played any desktop roleplaying type games such as D&D.Â Not sure why that never happened, but it didn’t.)
Needles piercing my skin send me into panic attacks. Its weird, I don’t mind blood, I don’t mind seeing myself cut, and I don’t mind looking at needles, but knowing one is about to pierce my skin turns me into a sweaty little girl.Â It doesn’t matter if its the dentist, a lab tech taking blood, or whatever, I get tense and sweaty.Â When having blood drawn I’ve learned to mitigate the effects by getting them to take it while I’m lying down, but that’s about it.Â If I’m sitting up, I’ll pass out.Â Its probably an anticipating thing, but I’m okay when I get cut when doing yard work or making dinner or something like that, but know I’m about to get a needle stuck in just puts me over.Â I’m not sure what the deal is.Â I guess the good news is that this is yet another sign that I’ll never get addicted to heroin.
I hate small talk. I just can’t stand it.Â It could be that I’m just not very good at it and that’s why I don’t like it, but the whole idle chit chat thing does nothing for me.Â I’m good and I look forward to actually connecting with people and having deeper discussions, but if I have nothing in common with someone, its very painful for me to try to force the small talk.Â I am faced with the slight challenge of how do you know if you have something in common with someone without having the small talk, but there are ways around that and I get by okay so I don’t worry too much about it.
I love presenting and educating if I know the material and/or have a story to tell with it.Â One of the great things about my old job and my still-employeer was that on a more than monthly basis I was giving presentations to our members on subject matter I had down cold.Â Once I know the “story” I want to tell to educate others I love putting the presentations together, guiding discussions around the material, and generally helping people see the light.Â Nothing made me feel better than to see the look of realization and/or understanding on someone’s face.Â Or the look of horror once someone realized that they’d have to change their ways to make something work for them, but that’s a different story…Â Either way, it means the message got across.Â Someone would say this somewhat contradicts #3, as geeks aren’t well known for being showman, but I’ve always had a bit of an extroverted streak in me.Â I guess I’m only extroverted in the right circumstances…
I watch way too much TV and my reading and video game playing suffer due to it.Â Part of it is the young kids and the job that just leave me energyless at the end of the day, some of it is I just really like good TV.Â Heck, I probably like shitty TV too, but I try to keep it on the good side with things Battlestar Galactica, CSI, and Lost.Â But I do have the mindless popcorn like Eureka and How I Met Your Mother.Â I’m not sure where to put Heroes on the scale these days, but I think its falling in mindless popcorn.Â I still love to read, but I manage to only really do it on the commuter train or just before bed as long as Sarah is okay with me leaving the light on.Â The video games, those have really suffered, but I’m trying to make up for it now.
Bonus fact so that I cannot be accused of ignoring my wife: I was asking Sarah for some ideas for this post, and she gave me “I like to uphold family traditions.“Â I don’t really see that in my indentity when I think about myself, but looking at past actions and what I like to do with the kids, I can agree with this.Â From eating under the tree at Field’s Macy’s at Christmas time to vacations in the same spots I went as a kid, this certainly appears to be true.