It's a simple question, really. Can life, and all implied mysteries therein, be questioned, reasoned, debated, pondered, and successfully solved over a tantalizing mixture of water, barley, hops, and grains? This was the question of the evening last night, as my buddy Justin and I gathered at a local "watering hole" and accepted this quest of knowledge.
Our firsthand, empirical experience of "suds with buds" achieved answers that could only be summed up in this way: most definitely, answers can be found to all of life's pressing and challenging conundrums - they flowed like the golden nectar before us - and we were able to satisfactorly put to rest any and all remaining existentialist issues plaguing humankind today.
Oh, there's a catch, however - the answers are only discernable to the members currently privy to the conversation (read: anyone drinking beer at the table, and actively pondering the propositions), and the moment you leap-frog from one answer or subject to the next, the prior discussion, question, and answer are immediately forgotten, thus again renewing all former, current, and future mysteries to their status of "unknowable."
But whatcha gonna do? Order that second round, and try for them again. See you next happy hour.
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