Desperate times.

My wife left me. No, really, she did. Probably because of this:

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Backstory

The wife (@morodiene) and I normally spend the summer in Wisconsin, but we live in Florida the rest of the year. This summer, she had to head back early to start teaching, leaving me in Wisconsin. Alone.

So I've been working on my motorhome some more when I have time.

Last time we went camping a couple weeks ago, I noticed the jacknife sofa (a sofa that folds down flat into a bed) was loose. Really loose. Like, we almost tipped over and got dumped onto the floor while we were sleeping. It's hard to maintain your balance while sleeping, so I figured it should be fixed.

Yesterday, I decided to see what the heck was up with our bed. I folded it partially so I could see underneath where it mounts to the 'bed frame', and noticed...it was not mounted. All the mounting brackets/holes were empty.

So I pulled it out.

Wheel well at the left, freshwater tank in the middle, small storage at the right. Also, white cocaine (baking soda) drifts everywhere.

Yeah. Similar to pretty much the entire rest of my motorhome, there was baking soda spread VERY liberally underneath. (The previous owners either owned stock in a baking soda company, or figured the stuff was a magical ward against evil or something). Also, the mounting wood that the jacknife sofa would bolt into here is not even present. Long gone. AWOL.

Sighing, I figured I needed a beer before I could tackle this. Back in the house, I check the fridge. Nothing there. I check it again. Zilch. Then I see the beer I've been trying to avoid drinking, huddled at the back of the fridge like a creepy old guy doing creepy things in a creepy alleyway. Creepy.

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures: Point Squash Ale

I really didn't want to drink this beer, but it's been sitting in my fridge since last autumn, part of a 12 bottle mix pack of various questionable flavors of beer. This Squash Ale was the scariest of the pack, so here it sits, almost a year later, waiting for me, daring me to pop the cap. Reluctantly, I dive in.

It has a good color, and a scent that smells of pumpkin spice and mustiness. But, like, no head. Granted, my bottle is old, but the carbonation level is good so it's not flat. I'd want a wee bit more head though. After a couple sips, the taste and thickness of the beer gets cloying. You know they added extra 'squash' flavor, so that's all you really taste. I don't mind most pumpkin beers if they're done right, but subtlety is key. I don't want to feel like I'm drinking a pumpkin pie, but that's kind of where you end up at the bottom of the glass.

Unrelatedly, Point Brewery is about 30 miles away from where I am in Wisconsin.

Style	Vegetable/Spice Beer
Country	USA
Brewery	Stevens Point Brewery
Alcohol	5.7%
Appearance	Great red color, but flat head that might as well be nonexistent. Good carbonation.
Aroma	Spice. Pumpkin spice. That's about it.
Taste	Sweet and pumpkin-y. Yes, it tastes like pumpkin spice.
Palate	Really thick and a bit cloying initially, you can only get away with sipping it or else it's just too much.
Overall	I've had better beers. Like, pretty much any beer I've had would be better. Still, I knew it was a pumpkin beer going in, but I just couldn't get past the 'pumpkin spice' aspect of it. Maybe these kinds of beers can only be consumed late in the fall, around harvest time, and not in the middle of August.
My Score	40/100

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