nuff said (almost)

this is pretty funny. worlds largest windows crash. thanks m@. btw, I run linux at home, and prefer solaris for the bigstuff, but HPUX works too.

Rogue Juniper Pale Ale

Rogue. Ah, the fines ales that come from that craft brewery. Their brewhouse in Newport is one of the main attractions of the Oregon coastline. I find their Portland location a bit pretentious and overpriced (maybe I can look the other way when I’m on vacation, but $16 for a pitcher is a bit much). Actually, it’s fairly friendly, it just seems pretentious.

At this moment I’m consuming their Juniper pale. Juniper pale ale used to be known as Yellow Snow. Really. I liked the name better then, but I think juniper berries are a good replacement for that water source. The aroma is extremely pleasant, smelling more of juniper berries than a shot of Beefeater, and the flavor complements it well. The body is light to medium, and remarkably consistent from sip to swallow, and the color is a clouded gold.

This pale is fairly heavily hopped, though with the junipers the madmen at Rogue are attempting to find a balance. I believe that they succeeded admirably in finding the balance…there is only a hint of overt bitterness, so subtle that it seems out of place when it makes itself apparent, and yet focusing on it is almost zen. At first this ale seemed a bit overwhelming with sweetness, but, being the thrill-seeking challenge facer that I am, I grabbed that sweet bull by the horns and kept drinking. It wasn’t long before the sweetness was a concern of the past and I was happily enjoying this glass of ex-yellow snow.

If you can tolerate adjunct beers (see Elysian Avatar), you should definitely not shrug this one off. I’m enjoying it very much and will happily order it next time I’m at a Rogue brewpub. Go pick up a bottle at your local beer trader, while I’m not giving this my highest recommendation, it is a solid option, a bit different, quite tasty, and has even won some awards given by people who probably know a lot more than me. Good for Rogue! cheers.

V-day menu

  • tater tot casserole
  • mac’n cheese
  • chili
  • 2lbs of bacon (w/Hamm’s)
  • cheetos with cheese hot out of the microwave
  • tots
  • condiments
  • beer

I don’t think that’s love in the air I’m smellin.

Rick’s busy day

A lot of playing today, after a Saturday workday. Played an indoor [soccer] game last night, and went out for a few beers after…turned out to be a buddy’s bday so my plans to get to bed early (before midnite) were thwarted. Crashed around one, so not too bad except I’ve been fighting a cold and had to get up at 6:30am to go skiing (two planks). The other mountain warriors arrived 7ish, and we cruised up to the mountain…an uneventful drive, and smooth! The day was awesome, the snow decent, the weather fabulous, we used both sides of the mountain, and had a great time.

I had maybe my best fall ever. Flying down Memorial Bowl, carving nicely, I crossed up and laid it out, trying to get back on my feet I lost a ski, then the other. Not sure how far I fell, but I slid for quite awhile, got some ice rash on my back that left a bit of blood on my shirt, until I was finally able to dig the boots in and arrest my fall. A kid was nice enough to kick my ski down to me. Later in the run, after the long chute you have to travel to get to the Heather lift, some kid looked at me — “that was awesome!” I’d do it again, and probably will.

We got off the mountain early and cruised some hotwings at Fire on the Mountain. Always a good time, and tasty good wings. Then we went back to my house, everyone parted ways and I threw on my soccer uniform for my first game with the Sandy Hut team. We lost, but I was pleased that I could actually still run after skiing. It was a fun game, and we put it together alright in the second half. Clutter count was zero! Postgame, we zipped over to our sponsor’s, the Sandy Hut and had a few pints of fine ale.

After a long day, I trudged home, sat in front of the computer and got some work (as in employment) done. It wasn’t too fruitful, but that’s what Mondays are for. For missing nearly a full day of the weekend, I felt like I did a pretty decent job of it.

Roller Derby – Season 1 Night 1

I’ve written about the roller derby before.  And here it is again.   Last time was an exhibition.  This weekend, these ladies were for real.  The league has begun, and they kicked ass.  The Rose City Rollers is Portland’s roller derby league, and it is currently comprised of 4 teams:  sweet Breakneck Betties, ritzy High Rollers, compassionless Heartless Heathers, and the evil Guns ‘n Rollers.  Sometime since the exhibition match these ladies became athletes.  They kicked ass before, but on Saturday they took the sport to a level Portland has not seen in decades.

The event was classic Portland, with the Last Regiment of Syncopated Drummers opening with the tunes, just following a stellar display of skate(wo)manship by the MC diva as she danced seductively atop a wood platform supported by Zoo Bomber ‘hunks’ in leetle skivvies.  The national anthem was uh performed by the Elvis Impersonator mascot of the Breakneck Betties.  And the halftime show consisted of some LRSD music, the zoo bombers acting entertainingly like nuts, and some pretty talented ladies doing a synchronized bicycle dance that was mesmerizing.  Props to the DJ as well, who played an appropriate blend of tunes.  If I get motivated I’ll grab my program and update this post with the people’s names.

So, the skating was far more fast-paced, skillful, and violent this time.  But still friendly.  It was excellent, and I was happy to see some new ladies step up.  Previously, I’ve given call-out props to the likes of Goody Two Skates, Izo Easy, November Pain, and Vominatrix.  This time, many more of the ladies stepped it up.  On my favorite team, the Hearless Heathers, I was ecstatic to see many of the ladies kicking serious ass.  Of note, Sump Pump was seriously kickass.  She owned the jam when she was jammer.  Sol Train rocked, she had talent before, but she’s channeled speed that I hadn’t seen before, and ran through the competition time and time again.  Lastly, my buddy D-Day found her self.  Found herself kicking ass, that is!  I’d say she had by far the most solid slingshots of the night, and worked well as pivot with her blockers to shutdown the offense.  Congrats on the come from behind victory ladies!

I have difficulty picking a favorite team because I know all the ladies are out there busting ass and having fun.  It’s so obvious it’s a blast.  I’m so impressed at what they’ve accomplished (with their coaches/managers/supporters/sponsors).  The place was packed and fun, and it was actually possible to get a beer in under 5 minutes.  They might want to bring in some port-o-janes for the ladies though.

Now is the time for me to repeat my gripe from last time.  It’s not cool to keep giving the strongest newcomers to the Guns ‘n Rollers.  Death Trish was speedy almost like November Pain.  Save it for the national team, share the wealth.  The High Rollers did a great job of battling it out in the first half of the match, but they simply could not match the depth of jammers that the Guns ‘n Rollers had.  In any case, all the High Rollers played a fantastic bout and I cheered my ass off for you.  Same goes for the Breakneck Betties.  Y’all rock.  cheers!