Saturday, October 23, 2010

A different kind of defeat

I have been bested in just about every game I have ever played with another person. I have seen defeat in everything from Catan to Halo and not felt like less of a man for it. Either I learn something from the loss or I just don't care enough about the game to bother trying again. It is not often, however, that I am bested by a beer.

First of all, I freely admit that I bought this beer just because it has a kick ass name, but I am not unfamiliar with high proof stouts. A few years ago I spent an unfortunate New Years Eve alone with Stuntman Ignition and a six pack of Lion's Stout. It turned into a little drinking game: every time I crashed, I took a drink. Being a Stuntman game, it ran me through five of the six rather quickly. Upon realizing that I could no longer make it up the stairs to my bed I curled up on the floor and listen to Miles Davis, 'Kind of Blue' until the room stopped spinning, which took several hours.

Last night I had one Old Rasputin and I was finished drinking. Every sip was a kick, and compounded with having eaten very little, it was more than enough. I was reminded of the drunken emergency scramble mission in Wing Commander 3 as I skipped around the universe in Dark Star One.

Of course, thinking about Wing Commander 3 made me remember how bad Dark Star One really is. Why am I still playing this?


  1. Old Rasputin is one of my favorite beers.

    Well done sir.

  2. I will be back for more, that is for sure.