  Man, once I get settled in at Iowa, and if I have any spare time (if all goes according to my evil plan I will) I'll be starting up the Iowa City extension of North Shore Brewery.
Of course, there aren't really any shores around there, except for the Coralville Reservoir, but that's alright. I know a bunch of people out there already who like a good beer, or many good beers, and could probably very easily be convinced to join in the brewing. In fact, the first drink I had when I went out to visit was a home-brew, and pretty good too, although I didn't the fine artisan who concocted it. It was still not as good as the NSB chocolate stout, or the Smashing Pumpkin Ale that I loved so well, but it was good. We need to get together and make some POWER-LLAGER, or possibly PILSNER-LLOYD. Perhaps when this whole stupid college thing blows over, and all of us (me, Chris, Mark, Pete and Noah) live together and have a rockin' band, which would be even more amazing than the Traveling Wilburys for its amalgamation of rock geniuses, and me.
Well, now I've strayed from the topic of beer, the first of many more to do so on this blog, I'm sure. But of course, beer and rock are inseparable, like strands of thread that intertwine to form a rope, a rope that binds us all together, even though we are distant geographically. Wow, that was deep. I need a beer. - posted by jason 
