Oktoberfest on the wind

It’s almost time for the festival of festivals,

I’ve always loved this form of ritualized beer drinking, and so did my German mother. Hell, until I was seven, I thought the German word for “three” was “G’suffa!” So we’re gonna hold our own Oktoberfest. Cheesy German oom-pah music, Spaten Oktoberfest beer (served in the 1-liter Mass glass, of course), pretzels, and Wurst. If you want to join in, let us know.

Officially, there are ten days to go until the blessed event, but what the hell, I’m going to start right now!



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