Going By Store In Afternoon.
Early in the week I stopped on the way home at my favorite meat market. May have been the day there was a lot of chatter on SR about steak, don't remember. It also happens to be my favorite beer store because of their selection. Before, it would have been a no-brainer to check out what beers were on sale and something would have left that store with me, then begins the thought process of when and how fast can I start in so I won't be completely toasted when I turn into the driveway. There was really only a brief thought as I passed in and out of line-of-sight of the vast beer display. Another trigger whipped.