Last night while the rest of the world watched the Oscars, Husband and I watched this.
Our evening started something like this:
me: I am getting a beer. Do you want one? Of course you want one, what kind to you want?
husband: (I have no idea what he actually said but I heard him ask for a Red Chair, which is an American Pale Ale.)
me: Handing Husband a Red Chair – Here you go.
husband: Ummm, thanks?
me: What? Didn’t you want a Red Chair?
husband: Well, I actually asked for an IPA but this is fine. Any of the beer we have would be fine. Except for the Hefeweizen. (We bought some Hefe last summer for a BBQ and no one drank it.)
me: Why don’t any of our friends drink that crap? We just need to find some friends with poor taste in beer.
husband: Always the diplomat – Some people actually like Hefeweizen.
me: No one we invite over drinks it.
husband: We don’t invite anyone over.
me: Sigh. What is wrong with us?
husband: Perhaps the fact that everyone else in the world is watching the Oscars tonight and we are about to watch a 2007 movie named Hot Fuzz has something to do with it.
So my point is that if you live anywhere near us and like to drink Hefeweizen you are more then welcome to come over for a visit. We will most likely be watching an episode of Weeds from the third season or an episode from the second season of The Big Bang Theory. If you plan your visit just right you might come on a night when we get one of our next Netflix movies. The next three in our queue are Fracture (2007), Ten Canoes (2006), and Black Book (2006).
Oh, and I have to say that while Hot Fuzz lacked the glamor of the Oscars experience, it was well worth the watch.