Outdoor Urination

I really do prefer peeing outside. I don't know why. It will dawn on me that i have to pee and my immediate thoughts are "where should I pee, over there, behind there?" and then my friend kevin will say something like "There's a bathroom right there ya know". The truth is I prefer peeing in nature because its natural. Peeing is natural. It feels better when I go outside. Plus you don't have to aim.

Micro brews

I've ranked all the microbreweries I've been to. So scroll down and check it out. Soon I'll put a little something up about each one because I'm an expert. Also if anyone is hiring, I just got my associate degree, and I'm looking for something full time that I can make long term as well as a priority.

the past

When i think of the past I tend to always unconsciencly assume that the people I knew then are still doing what they were in such memory and haven't aged any either. Logic then tells me "Pete, those people are older and, like you, have moved on". The fact of the matter is my memory of them, the place and time haven't aged in my mind. Obviously the real world outside my head is constantly ageing and moving on. I guess thats the beauty, and in some cases the downfall, of my memories, it will always be as I remember it inside my head. I wonder if I'm the only one who does this. Also I'm always bothered by the thought of times when I've said something I shouldn't have or did something that made me look like a jerk. These memories haunt me. Oh well, F it.

Beer

There is one moment in my life that I shall never forget, it happened about three years ago. I tasted a beer and it had a taste to it, so fresh, I had never experienced this before. The fresh quality to the taste is not something a person comes across often (if ever). I don't know how to relate it to something so someone who knows nothing of good beer might understand. (the average fisherman is expected to catch a muskie every twelve years, this is close) My brother and I were drinking at our favorite microbrew-pub and they had on "cask" a beer we both would consider our farvorite beers on earth, Victory Pale, so we discused and asked the bar tender, I said "F it". I ordered one. The best beer i ever tasted in my life to date, seriously. Since then I think i've had maybe three other times experienced this fresh taste. The pale ale that night had been put on tap that very morning, fresh, normal beer at a micro brewery might be on tap for up to a month (give or take) and who knows when you might get it. Even so it could sit in the brewery tank for a little long to drain the exiting beer to maximize resources. Although at some brew pubs should you get it fresh will it taste fresh, i.e. at the prarrie rock in schaumburg, they must have dirty beer lines or something, all their beer tastes wierd, so I wouldn't go there expected to EVER taste that fresh taste. Also, i shouldn't have to say this but miller and budwieser will never and have never sold a beer with the fresh taste (pasturizing a beer strips it of most flavor). The taste is a crisp, bright, and clean taste, all the ingredients will be recognizable and it may smell of soap (citris). The first time I encountered this I couldn't believe it, the second was a month ago and i immediatly took full advantage, i commented to the owner of the pub and he said "well it is fresh" and i noticed him tasting it the second i walked away. The third, tonight. The Onion had their pale ale and the bartender said "just tapped the batch today" so, like a reflex myself and my brother-in-law asked for a sample. There it was, the kiss from an angel, the beer had it, freshness, he immediatly was trying to pawn his current beer onto his friend and i was planning on getting a growler (half gallon to bring home). It's like a dream when this happens, I can't wait till the next.

I self medicate.

CONSTANTLY.

crazy yelling bitch

it seems every once in a while some crazy, usually a lady, comes up to me and/or the people i'm with and starts yelling at me/us. I can't begin to explain how much that irritates me. No matter if they are partially correct or not I immediately will argue or say something to push them further. Not to pick a fight or anything just to really piss them off because of the way they are so ridiculous in randomly yelling at strangers.

Most recent, the fouth of july, I had four moon rocket style bottle rockets. I lit one of without a hitch. Me and a friend Kevin teamed up to light the second, after we did that a lady approached us yelling because the dead bottle rocket landed near her. Now for that I'm sorry, but she could have just said the error in our aimming judgement and not verbally attacked us. So, because she was ridiculous in yelling at us I had no reservations in lighting a third rocket. After this one, myself and group of friends were really reemed out by this crazy bitch and after she threated to call the cops I offered her a phone. She didnt call anyone. But shit man. I hate those people.

Now no one ever leaves comments to my blog enteries (cuz noone reads these things) but i want some feedback.

What is the bast way to get back at, immediatly, to these wack-jobs? Pepper spray? Make an assertation as to their homosexuallity? Disregard? Do what they dont want you to do?
Their are options and I'm sure some are situationally better than others, but how does one react.