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Time to relax


It'd be unfair to say the day's been crap. It hasn't. It's been one of those average days that leaves a funny taste, almost like biting on a lemon pip while eating an otherwise forgettable salad.

Fortunately, it's coming to an end. Dinner's been eaten, and enjoyed by the family, and now it's time to slowly disconnect my brain while watching some telly. Or at least that's what I would do if there was anything I'd like to watch.

My wife has chosen one of those formulaic romantic films that I find so boring, but my wife likes watching until she falls asleep. I want to relax, not get bored. Getting bored in front of the telly has the opposite effect, more so when my mood is far from the ideal. So I choose to go upstairs to watch something, read something or listen to something on my PC

Listen to something, that's what I'll do! And I believe doing it in the company of a beer is a really neat idea.

What can I listen? Some early Tom Waits? No, listening to early Tom Waits always makes me want to drink Stout and I don't have any. Dr. John's Duke Elegant? Nick Cave's Murder Ballads? Hooverphonic's Jackie Cane? Buddy Guy and Junior Wells Alone and Acoustic? Debussy, perhaps? No, no, no, no and no.

The decision comes naturally when I seat at the computer and I hear the rain on the skylight window above the desk. Astor Piazzola's Libertango, something that'll go perfect with the evening's weather and everything else.

I pour the beer, put my feet on the desk, press Play and things will know that they soon will be left behind.

It only takes a couple bars me feel, better much better. The beer turned out to be a good choice, too. It's a bit like the music. Masculine, but not macho, smooth and gentlemanly. The sort of beer I imagine someone like Manfred von Richthofen or William Bishop would like to drink after getting off their planes in autumn afternoon.

What beer is it, you want to know? It's not important, really. I'm sure you've got something like it at home. It's just a beer, why make it complicated?

Na Zdraví!

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