always on the lookout for strange beer and strange women, chad reached deep into the cooler for a bottle of new holland ichabod pumpkin ale.
"tell me what you think. this is a real piece of work."
it was indeed, smelling just like a newly dressed pumpkin.
the beer, claiming to be all natural, is something tree huggers like exposer of morons would love.
this beer contains no coffee grounds, ground meat, or used motor oil in it, instead have wierd stuff like cinamon, nutmeg, and unusual hops.
it goes down hard, leaving a clean aftertaste that tastes like some cheap mens' cologne smells like.
to add an autumn aesthetic to my photos, i baptised the lens of my everpresent nikon in the beer.
when i walked out after having a couple, the aftertaste followed me like a like a car salesman in need of a hit.
a shot looking north was ok.
after a couple of spins on the carrousel, i decided to take in a north end sunset.
the darn shots backgrounds all turned out the color of pumpkin---no more pumpkin ale shots for the recovering nikon.
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