There's a Little Bit of Snay in All of Us

Hurley: Dude, that beer has been sitting there since Rocky III. Maybe even Rocky II. It's probably poison by now.
Sawyer: Yeah? Well Skeletor seems to like it. Bottoms up! [clinks can on corpses head]

—Lost, "Tricia Tanaka is Dead" (2/28/07)

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The Pig Roast was a week ago. GF and I got most of the cleanup done last Sunday, but we left a few things out that we figured we could afford to. Among them were the folding tables and a pair of coolers that, last I saw, had nothing but ice in it.

Yesterday I looked out the back and decided I was going to finish putting stuff away. Yeah, yardwork is sort of low-priority for me. So I folded the tables and put them in the garage, along with some of the extra chairs. I took the first cooler and opened the drain, then dragged it to the garage, leaving a trail of water behind me.

The second cooler wasn't a nice plastic jobbie; it was an old Omaha Steaks mailing box that GF's mom used to bring the foods she'd prepared. She took the food out and we put ice in. I opened it up to pour out the water and found that it wasn't just ice.

There was also a pair of bottles of the beer that Snay had brought to the party. Had I known they were in there, I'd have rescued them a week ago. As it was, they'd been in the heat all week and were likely skunked. So I popped the tops off of them ("Where's the goddamn opener!?") and poured them into the garden. In case you didn't know, this is a great use for old beer; it's full of nutrients and your vegetables will love you for it.

It's also a quick way to raised stewed tomatoes. Heh.

So when I harvest me a few tomatoes in a couple of weeks, I'll have Snay Geisha to thank for providing me with some of the plant food. And I'll have to remind GF that she's eating some of the "weird beer" (as she described it) as she munches some of my bruschetta, or salsa, or spaghetti sauce.

PS Happy Birthday to Geisha!

Edited to add: OK, so it was Geisha's beer, not Snay's. They arrived together so a little confusion is, I think, understandable. But I kind of like this post title better. Plus, all the other stuff I wrote in the next post.

Comments

[a.g.]

Thanks for the birthday wish! And that beer was my contribution. Snay has no taste for good alcohol. :)

[tfg]

I've invested in a chastity belt expressly to prevent any Snay in me.

[yellojkt]

A party with alcohol left over? That's the real tragedy.

[Malnurtured Snay]

TFG: don't fool yourself, that belt isn't Snay proof.