Could have been. My wife was wearing a black shirt that said something about Excommunicated Mormon Drinking Team. I only mention that because she seemed to be getting a lot of attention over it. You might have noticed it.

When we were in Denver we didn't drink to intoxication the entire time we were there. But we were more concerned with tasting beers we can't get here and talking to different brewers than getting our drunk on.

One night when we were pouring beer a guy came up, took a sample, and clicked his little handheld counter. "143" he said. Moved on to the next brewery, filled his glass, "144." That guy was on a mission.