Got home from my parttime job tonight. Beat, dead tired. Worked 14 hours today. A little depressed, the whole single on valentines day thing. Mixing drinks for happy couples, all day, and night. There on my porch was a nice box. Hmmmm, I have a trade or two going, so I wasn't really suprised. Picked it up, damn it was heavier than I anticipated. Went inside, and looked at the return address, and didn't recognise the name, as someone I was trading with. As a matter of fact, I had never had a trade with William. Pulled out the trusty, gerber, and started cutting tape, there was lots of it. Got it open, and the boxpractically exploded open. It was loaded with 10 great sticks, some of my favorites, CAO criollo, A.Fuentes Don Carlos Beli., Bolivar, etc. Talk about a mood swing. William YOU ROCK. Thank you so much, for brightening my day, on a day that definatly needed brightening. I am having trouble forming the words to show the depth of my gratitude.
Thank You So Much.
Later
Dave (A.K.A. Homebrew)
P.S. Good deeds, never go unpunished.
