Last night I really, really, really wanted a beer. Alas, I had no cerveza at home. Sad, I know. Since it was Sunday night, my only option would've been to walk over to one of the bars by me. That seemed like too much work. That is one of the things I miss about WI: you can buy beer on a Sunday from your local grocery store. Seriously, who can predict when you'll want a beer. I certainly can't, as evident by last night. I was too tired to walk the couple of blocks to the bar, so I went without beer. There's something about beer in the summer that I love.