Beers and Sleep

May 9th 2025

“The Ft Lauderdale sunshine, while glorious, was starting to feel less like a birthday blessing and more like a persistent, sweaty hug, especially for Brandy. The grand plans for celebrating ‘Birthday Day Two’ were wilting faster than a forgotten pool noodle. Perhaps it was the relentless humidity, or maybe the surprisingly potent 8% IPA that had accompanied her lunch – Utah’s milder brews had clearly not prepared her for this Floridian fortitude.

Greg, ever the thoughtful captain, observed Brandy’s fight with the heat (and possibly the lingering effects of the IPA). So, like the hero of day he was, he suggested that Brandy and Katniss enjoy a nice, air-conditioned snooze in the car while he tackled a few errands. He figured a quiet, cool nap was a far more appealing ‘Birthday Day Two’ activity than, say, melting into the boat deck. As Greg zipped off, no doubt whistling a tune about responsible IPA consumption, Brandy and Katniss were already in a state of blissful, climate-controlled slumber, dreaming of cooler climates and significantly weaker beers.”