THANK YOU....FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY FRIDGE.

I just wanted to say a quick thank you to all the people who have made Bill's Beer Wall what it is today: a blog about beer with 4 followers:
Margaret: My fellow theater geek and lover of alcohol. While we may not always agree on what makes a good beer, we both agree that there's nothing quite like one.
Frank: My dear friend, who I am happy to say has seen his own taste in beer increase drastically through knowing me. You still enjoy that occasional bottle of Corona when I'm not looking, but you know you like it better when I bring the good stuff over.
Victor: Without whom this blog may not have gone on existing, Victor has been a staunch reader, and has gotten on me during the lean times, when I haven't posted my due share. Thanks for pushing me when I've been lazy. One of these days we're gonna skip work and knock back a few at Naja's.
Dave: My best friend of 13 years now, who has enjoyed more beer with me than anyone else. I still remember the days when you were a Bud drinker and the good stuff screwed your face up. I'm awfully glad those days are behind you. I think it's the reason why we're still friends after all these years.
Want to see your name in the credits? Subscribe. For free. Become an out-and-proud follower of Bill's Beer Wall today, and you may just see your name mentioned here. Although there are a few more mentionables that I shall list:
Josh from Flying Dog and Melissa from Shmaltz: The fact that my blog has been read by two people in the craft brewing industry so far gives me the warm, fuzzy feeling that I'm on my way to becoming some sort of beer pundit, even if that feeling is only in my head. Of course, that may also be the alcohol. Still, it's my hope that this blog someday becomes a trusted source for beer lovers far and wide, whether they're looking for their first, their worst, or just their thirst. Whatever they durst. Okay, that last one was a stretch. Moving on:
My Dad: Without whom I never would have had the idea to start saving all these bottles in the first place. You've read the story already, I'm sure. If not, go here. They say some things run in the family. Apparently, saving things we don't need is one of them. But those things we save are interesting, and each one of them has a story behind it if you're patient enough to listen to the telling. By the way Dad, happy early Father's Day. I'll try to call this weekend, but I might forget. I'll be doing blog research. I bet you will too, wink wink. Love you.
My wife, Holly: Who has spent many a patient evening waiting for me to finish the last entry before I head up to bed. Holly has read each of my blogs with the same vim and vigor that she did when I first began this project four months ago, and it is still her shoulder I peer over, and whose chucklemeter I base each final say on before I publish my reviews. If she thinks it's funny, it goes down in the "Refill?" line. If she groans, it's a keeper for sure. I love you, Bee.
So, where to next? Bill's Beer Wall is about to turn the corner on Beer Number 100. Will it still be the same old drivel, with the same boring pictures, the same formulaic layout, and the same tired punchlines? In a word: Absolutely. However, I am planning a little something extra, if you'll allow me the couple of days I'll need to get it together. Also, I'll be digging into the past in coming blogs, as most of the beers I've tried over the last year have already found their way onto these pages. As promised before, some of the older brews will begin to appear, along with some pretty cool stories, which no one will probably find more fascinating than me. But I bet you'll still read them...

Bill's Beer Wall: changing the world, one liver at a time.

Na Zdrowie,

Bill