The MechaMansion had better not look like that!

If only he had stacked them properly - my older brother built a Beeramid in one apartment that about filled the entire kitchen. It was a work of beauty and genius and a joy forever, or, well, until he got evicted.

Coors Light? That's just sick.

I wish the Coors family weren't evil. I'm sentimental about Coors because that's what my dad's family drank when I was a kid and, consequently, what I drank when I was a kid. I've a photo of my dad supposedly feeding me beer in a bottle. Some sips of a beer from the can, usually with some salt on the rim, was an occasional treat. And somehow this is all associated in my head with Coors.

Seems like I read somewhere in some beer-philia place that Coors is actually a pretty good beer of its type.

Coors really is a good example of its type, if you like that type of beer. There's not much barley malt in it, so there's not much body, color or sweetness. The low sweetness means there doesn't need to be much hop bitterness to balance the taste. So you end up with a very light-colored, light-tasting, unchallenging beer that you can drink a lot of without feeling full.

The real art in a beer like Coors is the amazing consistency across batches and over time. As a homebrewer, this is the most difficult thing to attain. Then again, I'm looking at a different target market.

But, no matter what the brand, 24 beers a day is simply mind-boggling.

I just read this book, and he talks about coming home from a month in rehab and more or less noticing for the first time that there are thousands of empty whiskey bottles in his appartment.