I've had artisanal birch beer at a Ren Faire. The concession stand were specialists and had birch beer, sassafras, sarsparilla, and blends and offered a tasting flight. I believe the birch beer was my favorite, but now I'm not sure - it was October before last and while I remember the experience pretty well, remembering which flavor was which ingredient is beyond me.

Alex Petri will help you with the Facecbook issue

Whew!

I have decided to be unconcerned about Facebook. I'm full of fatalistic despair about privacy anyway, and fed up with being told it's my responsibility as a consumer to direct the invisible hand of the market instead of regulatory mechanisms just making rules. And I'm not even the consumer in this case, I'm a cow on the feedlot. I could go and forage for myself but I like my herd. As it were.

I have decided to be unconcerned about Facebook. I'm full of fatalistic despair about privacy anyway, and fed up with being told it's my responsibility as a consumer to direct the invisible hand of the market instead of regulatory mechanisms just making rules.

THIS. Also, if I quit Facebook, my mother would have a cow.

It's all about cows.

-t is entirely right.

On the Internet, nobody knows you're a cow.

On the Internet, nobody knows you're a cow.

Or that you've given birth to one.

HA HA HA Trump's lead lawyer quit because Trump was ignoring his advice.

All the grown-ups are bailing.

I just tried to get a pimiento cheese sandwich for lunch, but instead find myself with a turkey and bacon sandwich. At least it's delicious, and all things I'm happy to eat.

I feel bad for the other person, though.