Whoops. Did you ever get that feeling that, due to a holiday, or the weather, one day feels like the previous one or the one after? The Slinks were posted in error on Saturday because of a boneheaded mistake on my part on Friday night. I usually like to get the posts out early and schedule them for the day as I do all week. For some reason, I got the date wrong Friday night. You now have two days’ time to view the Slinks. I apologize if I screwed up anybody’s weekend. I blame Sierra Nevada and their Bigfoot Barleywine for muddling my thought processes on Friday night. I assure you that that’s not the case as write this now.

Readership is this >< close to hitting the 2,000 visits per day mark and the page views totals run near the 4,000 per day range. I remember when I first started the site on Blogger in ’07, that I’d be elated if there were 30 visits in one day. But earlier beer reviews, there was a lot that I didn’t know. And right now, at this stage of the game, There’s still a lot that I don’t know. Hell, I can’t even get the dates right.

The hot search topics on the site lately have been the Wicked Weasel Bikinis, Spaten Oktoberfest, and the Plymouth Prowler. Why, I haven’t a clue. I’m just glad that they came here to get their eyefuls or headfuls.

One new thing that I’ve done this evening during the brew review was to link the images of the BA and RB ratings to the actual reviews on the respective websites. I didn’t do that last week and I don’t know why. The idea probably needed a harder drill bit and another week to penetrate my skull.

The weather has gone to shit but we have a brand new furnace in the house. As usual, the temp will be set to 70° as it always has and all residents of the household will be forbidden to touch the dial. Yours truly will be layered in Carhartt shirts and sweatshirts and even an occasional hoodie as we get deeper into the season. Thermal-knit undershirts will included in the accoutrements. By December, I’ll keep a small log pile by the compter desk in order to supply the small fire burning under the desk in the dining room.

As Daylight Standard Time and Halloween approaches, I feel a sense of foreboding. I remember too many winters with too much snow. I remember measuring 14″ piled up in front of my garage door one year and the lightning and thunder blizzard of February 2011 when all utility services to our house were wiped out. But then again… there are the warming winter seasonals.

Why don’t I move to a warmer climate? Why don’t I just get the hell out of Illinois and set up shop somewhere south? It all comes back to why the thermostat is set to 70°.