I went to the horse races for the second time in my life this past weekend. The first time was at the now long gone Centennial Race Track around 1983, a real pit if there ever was one. This time I went to Arapahoe Park, the Denver metro area's only horse racing facility, a modern and attractive operation located somewhere near the Kansas border. It was a very pleasant afternoon, but everywhere I looked were advertisements for the Dry Dock Brewing Company. Talk about subliminal advertising. On the long drive home after the 9th race, I drove right by - you guessed it - the Dry Dock Brewing Company. In spite of myself, I had to stop and have a couple of pints. The beer is great, and they have a nice outdoor patio where you can sit at a picnic table and look out at - my God, is that Aurora? I drunk up and immediately headed home. Nothing personal, Aurora. I am just severely allergic to suburbs. You do have nice breweries, though.
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