Brewskies, Brawls, and Bald Eagles

Last night I found myself at the hockey game, slingin' beer, as a fundraiser for Special Olympics. It was a hoot. It was not the first time I've found myself behind the tap, fund-raising. I was there last year doing the same thing. But this year, was much more entertaining... On the night we were there, it was a special occasion called "Beer Fest." Yes, I know, it sounds so very exciting. They had on tap a variety of different brewskies, many of which came from our local breweries. There was everything from Raspberry, to Jalapeno, to a little gem called 'Captain Bastards Oatmeal' something or other, and a stinky delight we sold a lot of called 'Cherny Bock.'

I met a lot of interesting people. Like the man who tried to tell me he was the CEO of one of the sponsoring breweries (sorry buddy, but the tattered business card you fished out of your wallet doesn't qualify you as a CEO.) Or the lady who was chugging her 32oz beer like it was a shot because 'she is here with her fiance and his kids and he won't let her drink in front of the kids.' And what about that funny old man who was doing a little 'provocative-spanking-dance' on my end of the cart as his wife is yelling "I can't take him anywhere!" Good times people, good times!

And I even made friends with the mascots...

(They were both full of it. The Eagle tried to make out with me, and the Grizzly Bear was equally feisty, and had those bottoms been detachable I am sure you would've seen his fuzzy derriere!)

Cheers

So tonight I went to the hockey game to help out with some of the fund-raising that was being done to benefit the Special Olympic team going to the national games this Summer.

So what assignment was I given, you might be asking yourself?...Beer-Cart-Operator-Assistant. Yep, I was assigned to the beer-cart. And so you might be wondering what it was like...well, it wasn't anything like the t.v. show Cheers. No one there knew my name. And by the looks of it, and the beer consumption of some of these folks, I don't know if they even knew their own name any more! I ended up as the money collector. Not being a mathematician, this made me a bit nervous.

But alas, all went well. People were quite generous in their tipping and donating to our cause. I know that people are good, and people are generous, but after tonight it was clear that the kindness and generosity increase greatly when they've had a few...