Happy Halloween

The owl cookie says: "Give a hoot, don't pollute!"
Oh wait, he does say that, but he also says:
"Happy Halloween!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Labels: Holidays
Labels: Holidays
Well, Jack's certainly takes the prize for the fruitiest label. But what I really care about is the taste. This beer should be called Cinnamon Ale. That's the only flavor I could identify in it.
Score: (on a scale of 1 to 5) 2 pumpkins
Blue Moon Pumpkin Ale (Coors)
This one tastes the most like pumpkin pie. It also is the only one of these where I could really taste the malt. There was a slight taste of cinnamon, some nutmeg, and a hint of pumpkin. It's on the darker side, making it seem more substantial than some of the others. Overall pretty good.
Score: 4.5 pumpkins
Buffalo Bill's Pumpkin Ale
Score: 1 pumpkin
Dogfish Head Punkin Ale
Not much pumpkin flavor in this one. I did detect cinnamon, nutmeg, and allspice as the label claims. Maybe a hint of brown sugar. It's not bad, but in my opinion it's an example of the fact that sometimes you don't get what you pay for. This stuff was $9 for a 4 pack! Maybe that made my expectations too high.
Score: 3 pumpkins
The Shipyard Pumpkinhead Ale
The first time I tasted this is seemed kind of sour. However, that initial bite soon settles into a nice pumpkin taste. This one had the best pumpkin flavor and aroma. Very little spice flavor. If Blue Moon is the most like pumpkin pie, then Shipyard is the most like a pumpkin.
Score: 4 pumpkins
So, the winner is Blue Moon Pumpkin Ale, with Shipyard close behind.
Labels: Food and Beverage, Holidays
Labels: Field Trips
This is the famous butter sculpture. It's a recreation of the iconic scene from "The Seven Year Itch".
When you got within about 10 feet of this room, you were hit by an overpowering butter smell.
They keep the room at 40 something degrees so the butter doesn't melt.
I wonder if they ate it when the Fair was over.
You know, get a few Ritz crackers, just slide them along Marilyn's arm.
And it is real butter, not margarine.
Maybe they just let it melt, and everything gets all Raiders of the Lost Ark and shit.
There was a Marilyn Monroe exhibit in one of the museums. They had an impersonator inside and you could get your picture made with her. I wanted to do that so badly, but I felt weird about giving some stranger my camera to take a picture of me. It was hard to get a picture of her without standing in line because she was about halfway up this staircase, and the half that she wasn't on had people walking up and down it.
Yep, that guy's looking up her skirt.
There was this Japanese man who set up his camera on a tripod and then took a picture of his girlfriend looking up Marilyn's skirt. Then she took a picture of him doing the same. They did it really fast, so I wasn't able to get a shot of the girlfriend looking up, but here's the guy. And for the record she was wearing underwear. Don't ask me how I know.
Labels: Field Trips
OstrichSomeone needs to milk this kangaroo, stat!
Oh my Gah, it has legs coming out of its stomach!
Oh wait, it's a baby kangaroo!
Eh, he's kind of cute. I guess.
I wonder how you go about training your dog to do this?
I always wanted a frisbee dog. I tried to teach the dogs I had growing up to catch frisbees, but they would just watch it land.
Doing a backflip
Labels: Critters, Field Trips