Message In A Bottle

A log of enjoyable brews, dedicated lovingly to Saint Brigid of Kildare*

Long Hammer IPA**
---> by Redhook Ale Brewery

Hoppy, dry, slight citrus tang.
Only lightly bitter.   Very drinkable.
IPA's are often quaffed from a snifter-like glass, which provides maximum liquid surface and a space for the nose to draw in the aromatic subtleties. I prefer it from the bottle, however, because i am not overly fond of the hoppy bouquet, which, for me, often overpowers the taste.

Beer Bunny gives it 1.5 ears up.

7.5 on a scale of 1-10.

APV - 6.51%
IBU - 38.5
Calories -186
Carb - 12.23 g

* (Naomh Bhríde, 451 – 525 CE), a joyful, generous, beer-loving woman, an Irish Christian nun, abbess, and founder of several convents. Also known variously as Saint Brigid of Ireland, Brigit, Bridget, Bridgit, Bríd or Bride.

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Posted by at 2:37 PM | Permalink

If I speak in the tongues of humans and angels,
but have not love,
I have become sounding brass or a tinkling symbol.

And if I have prophecy and know all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have all faith so as to remove mountains,
but have not love, I am nothing.

And if I dole out all my goods, and
if I deliver my body that I may boast
but have not love, nothing I am profited.

Love is long suffering,
love is kind,
it is not jealous,
love does not boast,
it is not inflated.

It is not discourteous,
it is not selfish,
it is not irritable,
it does not enumerate the evil.
It does not rejoice over the wrong, but rejoices in the truth

It covers all things,
it has faith for all things,
it hopes in all things,
it endures in all things.

Love never falls in ruins;
but whether prophecies, they will be abolished; or
tongues, they will cease; or
knowledge, it will be superseded.

For we know in part and we prophecy in part.

But when the perfect comes, the imperfect will be superseded.

When I was an infant,
I spoke as an infant,
I reckoned as an infant;

when I became [an adult],
I abolished the things of the infant.

For now we see through a mirror in an enigma, but then face to face. Now I
know in part, but then I shall know as also I was fully known.

But now remains
faith, hope, love,
these three;

but the greatest of these is love.

1 Corinthians 13:1-13

Posted by at 7:58 AM | Permalink

I cannot count the nummer of SUV’s I have seen with little ribbon decals on them bearing the inscription: “Support Our Troops”. Each time I see them I think, ‘I do, but this does not mean that I support an unjust war, and even more sadly, one ill conceived, poorly planned, and ineptly executed.’ Absolutely none of this is the fault of our troops.

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Posted by at 9:25 PM | Permalink

Do all the good you can,
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as ever you can.

~John Wesley

Posted by at 3:25 PM | Permalink

We have made a grave error. We have given validation and power to a group of individuals by allowing their very name to speak for the emotion they wish to elicit.

Even if we take great pains to disagree with the approach of a terrorist, we are acknowledging their process each and every time we speak their name. Terrorist. What an Artist is to Art, a Terrorist is to Terror. The creator of Fear and Terror.

We give terrorists free advertising and product placement every time we speak their name.

Words have power. Words make a difference. Words matter.
I will not live in fear. I will not grant a person the power to terrorize me.
I will not honor their deeds
by naming them
with the very fear they seek to instill.

You have the power to take away the fear.
You have the power to take away the word.

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