“I suspect states are going to realize there’s money to be made, and they’ll start to change laws so people can distil to sell. It happened with wine, it happened with beer.”

They could recognize each other’s style by their dots and dashes. They called that the “fist.” St. George, they have a fist.

They could recognize each other’s style by their dots and dashes.

Our relationship with alcohol is a hologram for how human beings relate to the natural world.

It is in some ways the best expression of what humans are able to do. Nobody else can make that! And it’s delicious.

When you get to that level of brown liquor – an age distillate of a fermented thing, grain that we learned how to plant and make grow.

From the early days of the telegraph, to be a telegrapher was a job, and there weren’t many of those folks. T

They don’t understand what they’ve done until the late 1800s, but they know if they combine things in a certain way, they’ll get something magic.

You taste something from St. George, even across categories – the gin, the whisky – it tastes like something from St. George. It’s the same as going to a great bar:

Distilling is such a strange and arcane art, still.

Not quite a science yet, but when someone’s making something weird, I like to know about it.

From the early days of the telegraph, to be a telegrapher was a job, and there weren’t many of those folks.

There’s something about when humanity goes from hoping they get lucky in finding something fermented to doing it on purpose.

Typically we don’t think of cities as being particularly extreme environments

You get the soul of the person making it.

But few places on earth get as hot as a rooftop or as dry as the corner of a heated living room.

A theater without beer is just a museum

A redneck’s one that rides around in a truck and drinks beer and throws ’em out the window.

Well, a good ole boy is somebody that rides around in a pick-up truck – which I do – and drinks beer and puts ’em in a litter bag.

I’m celebrating my love for you with a pint of beer and a new tattoo

The people are immensely likable- cheerful, extrovert, quick-witted, and unfailingly obliging. Their cities are safe and clean and nearly always built on water. They have a society that is prosperous, well ordered, and instinctively egalitarian.

I really liked Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls and a couple of others, but with these kinds of movies the best part is the ‘talking about it over a beer afterwards’ bit – and once is kind of enough.

The food is excellent. The beer is cold. The sun nearly always shines. There is coffee on every corner. Life doesn’t get much better than this.

So, if people didn’t settle down to take up farming, why then did they embark on this entirely new way of living? We have no idea – or actually, we have lots of ideas, but we don’t know if any of them are right.