Last night, Ern, JR, Neal, and I went to a Guinness Believer tasting at Boston Center for the Arts. No, it wasn't as good as Meg's recent trip to the brewery, but we did get free beer. I learned a couple of things, too. Guinness is nitrogenated, not carbonated, so that's why the bubbles are tiny and flow downward. Also, founder Arthur Guinness was so certain that his brewery would be a success that he signed a long-term lease, for nine thousand years. (Perhaps the true apocalypse will come when said lease expires.) We ended up sitting at the worst table ever, with four Eastern European men who wouldn't talk to us and kept trying to hog the free beer, but other than that, it was fun.