Whenever I am in Ottawa, I crave beer like a demon fiend. I don't
know what it is about these old streets and buildings - but I love
finding different haunts in which I can bend taps for an eve and let
the lagery spirits flow.
I'm sure my waistline and health are not optimum when I'm in this
city - but a part of me doesn't care. We are here for the living - not
the preventative living. I know I'm a big guy and probably on a bit
of a destructive track in some aspects of my life but I'd like to think
that it bleeds into my writing in a salty, earthy way. I don't if I can
do the health nut lifestyle - I like beer. A lot. I like all kinds of
beer. I love sampling new Godly nectar.
And I don't care who knows it, damnit!
