Alright, here we go again. First off, I am a retard, so I have NO idea how to post my picture. Maybe someone will be able to help me with that???Also, I am sure pretty much NONE of you know me. So to briefly introduce myself am Justin’s BOSS and I use that term loosely because I don’t feel like a boss. I am much cooler than a boss. I actually hang out with my employees (there is a first time for everything). And I am younger than Justin…ha ha ha ha!! So needless to say, I am extremely proud of Justin and what he has built this past year. I too have a passion for good beer so I only wish I would have been GEEKY enough…I mean Brilliant enough to come up with something like this. Or at least be on the ground floor of it. Had it not been for that “C†word (which Daniela says so proudly and loudly…the girl has moxie) I use to work with at FREE FM, I would have been involved with his radio show. But I digress. I am glad I am now part of the Crossley POSSEE!!! You got a great group of friends goin on.
Okay…let’s see if I can remember ANYTHING I wrote. Oh….I laughed my ass off while reading Bub’s hangover story. While fairly accurate, there were some details that didn’t actually happen, but I am sure he threw them in for the humor and it worked. Sorry to bust your balls man. Anyone who was sitting within a mile of me when I read that last night must have thought I was nuts I was laughing so loud. In fact, I am going to copy and paste that post and send it by e-mail to everyone I know to prove that my little ANGEL
self hung out with all you CRAZY ASS people. Now for the sort of serious part. Justin….I could not be prouder than you. When I read your post, I laughed, but it also made me tear up. I could tell you were truly touched by the turn out and by seeing the result of your blood, sweat (you should see his home studio people in the peanut gallery) and tears. You are a true talent man. People like you are few and far between. I wish I had the innate talent like you. Maybe I would be somewhere better today. I truly see you making something of yourself in this business (Beer or Radio really…but I was talking about Radio). Maybe we’ll open a brewery someday together. Between my love for drinking beer, and you and my cousins love for making beer….it’s a match made in heaven. I got nothin’ but l love for you man.
Lastly, to clear up a few issues in Bub’s Hysterical post.
1. Shaun and Doc did in fact clean up the limo. But,I am sorry, I gotta get some credit for that too because cleaning up puke (especially Chad and Joe’s Puke) is just nasty. But, when you have had more beer than you can even count on 2 hands and 2 feet
……the maternal side comes in, at least on me, and you gotta clean up that limo when 9 other people are about to get in. To Bub’s defense, we were all pretty wasted, and he didn’t even know who I was till later in the night. Hell, he probably still has no idea who I am. By the way, it was about 200 degrees in there. Another thing...remind me to NEVER FUCK with Justin. That boy has a temper when little Indian men are mouthy to him, so can you imagine how he might mess up a little blonde girl???2. I am pretty sure I started the standing “O†when Justin walked in. I saw him coming in as I was near the balcony and I alerted the whole mezzanine (is that the right word) that Justin was coming. I stood up and started clapping my hands and everyone followed. I was a leader for once…YAY!!! I have to admit I teared up at that point. Justin, be a man and just admit you cried like a toddler who crapped himself. I saw it….don’t be so F’ing Macho.
3. I answered the door when the Sherriff rang the bell. When he told me and I quote “I have gotten reports of Strange men singing in your back yardâ€, all I could do was laugh my ass off. I told him, yeah, what is even funnier is that they are singing Britney Spear’s "Hit me baby one more time" (Yes I edited it. I had it right song in the version that got deleted, but rewriting it, I made a mistake...it was late) right now. He laughed. What cool cops “It’s 75 degrees in Pacheco†has. Then Daniela comes to the door in her sheet and nothing else. I don’t know if she flashed him her luscious rack or what, but by the time I walked to the back yard to tell everyone there was a sheriff there and peeled myself off the floor because I collapsed from non curable laughter, he was gone. Too Fucking funny. Between the actual evening and reading the posts reporting on the aftermath, I can honestly say I have not laughed so much in the past year. I know, I am a loser. What can I say..
Thank you all for a very memorable evening. I hope to be a part of this awesome extravaganza for many years to come. It would be my honor to call people like all of you friends.
KIM
All I remember from all of Kimpossibles post is one thing. Not the funny stories of her version of puking guy in the limo, not the heartfelt congrats to the brewcasters. No. I remember the part about Daniela 
I want to be a cop instead of a fire fighter now 
I should know I was singing bass.
My beer is improving with every brew and it's because of ya'll! I know I haven't been brewing long, but I took many things for granted until listening to you guys... I'm sure it would be the same way if I never did.
