The Cause of -- and Solution to -- All of Life's Problems

After a week and a half hiatus, I figured it was time to get back on track with this whole blogging thing. It's too bad the goal of the latest addition to our house is to steer people off track.

Say, "hello," (no seriously, say it) to our new roommate -- the kegerator.

It's so beautiful in all its alcohol-dispensing glory. If I ever have children, I hope they look and act just like the kegerator.

Let's consider the following:

• We have a foosball table.
• We have a dartboard.
• We have a poker table.
  
• We can have pizza delivered.
• We can drink draught (pronounced draft) beer at home. (FYI: Unlike bottled and canned beer, keg beer has not been pasteurized. Thus, since pasteurization changes the flavor of beer, keg beer maintains the brewer's original taste intention.)

If we could find a liquor store that delivered kegs (and vulnerable, young women) to our door, we would never again have a reason to leave our house.

And yes, (even though it's not even 2 o'clock yet) I'm drinking a beer while writing this. I feel it gives a certain authenticity to the post.