Just when you thought you'd heard the last of the Bootlegger's Bliss bluster for the year, out come plans for a Winter Bliss, courtesy of one DmofoT. That's right, while it's just a blurry phantom—that is to say, a fleeting chimera darting drunkenly from axon to dendrite—right this minute in the mind of one willing Nor'eastern, homebrewing, mountain biking, Northern Virginia ex-pat, there is a very real possibility that the damn thing may actually go down. Oh, and by winter, we mean late spring, maybe April?
Keep an eye on this blog and on Fatboy Deluxe over the next few weeks for details. We're talking Massachusetts as the milieu for the mayhem. By the sword we seek peace, my Orwellian ass!
4 comments:
Oh it's on! We gotta figure out a solid date, but other than that it's a done deal.
sweet.
I'm gonna have to cash in some serious spousal tokens to make this happen.
Carpool anyone? I haven't made the MA/Ri drive in YEARS!
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