Or maybe it’s the opposite.

I just received a slightly fuller version of the image below today. It’s a box of beer from my friend Erik. Erik brews his own beer and shares freely with those who he knows loves the stuff (and will fill out tasting sheets). He is also a cycling buddy and a fierce climber who has most likely helped shorten my life by several months over the past few years by trying to hold his wheel.

I probably should be asking why he is loading me up with beer, but I find it hard to question his motives, at least until the box is empty.