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I could blame it on any number of things, including a week-long trip to the LA beer desert, but actually there’s not much to it. I was just too busy to drink one unique Oregon beer a day. Also, I didn’t get around to making it to the Oregon Brewers Fest. I know, I know. You can put this on my admittedly huge FAIL list right beside “Eating an entire Double Down,” “Spelling,” and “The entire year of 1995.” At least I didn't do this.
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But you know what? I’m still committed to Oregon beer. I really am. It’s a lifelong commitment too—not just a seamy month of yeasty passion. Maybe I shouldn't count myself out just yet. I mean, I’d gotten up to 11 beers in the 31 Beer Challenge by the time I lost my way. I do have two days left in July. Of course that would mean drinking 20 beers in the next 36 hours. Possible? Certainly. Will I actually try it? Ask me later tonight.
But I know you’ve done better. Tell me, folks. What were your Oregon Beer Month favorites?