Strong Bier

I was at some fancy party in California and a man came up to me and asked if I knew who he was or his work. I told him I didn't recognize him and he then told me his name and what he does. Then I lied that I did know a little of his work(he was a writer) but I told him that I mostly read the paper from the city that I grew up in.
A little later in the party after some mingling I came up to him and confessed that I'd never read any of his work nor did I ever touch the newspaper he writes for. He knew I'd lied because he said he berates me on almost a daily basis and so he had approached me for a confession. I then confessed that I hardly knew where my own team was in the standings and was more aware of how my home town's team was doing. Interesting dream.

Last night there was a birthday gathering at Bier Markt. It was ok and I saw one of the most amazing things in my life: A dude was carrying a large glass of 'bier' and the glass just gave out, splitting in half apparently just from the weight of the liquid! I would rank that right up there with a lunar eclipse as I have no life and am a shut-in pretender.
But anyhow, the bier was all over the floor and some alcholic looking gentleman came and was standing on the spill for quite a while. I think he was waiting for an opportunity when no one was looking so he could lick some bier.
A friend was telling me about all the things that's been going on since we last spoke and it turns out that his life is one continuous accident after another. It's amazing how he's managed to stay alive as long as he has but in all odds, he'll be dead soon. Probably from slipping on a banana peel and falling into the one single storm drain in the city that not only happens to be open, but also contains an alligator. Happy birthday JS and RIP JI