Happy Brew Year!

The year 2012 has passed. You’ve recently discovered this via copious Facebook status updates, Twitter posts, and Instagrammed photos of couples swapping face at the stroke of midnight or lonely singles drinking their champagne toasts straight from the bottle while simultaneously vomiting all of their bad karma that has built up over the past twelve months. The word “resolution” is quickly becoming the most annoying word/phrase since “YOLO” and the gym that you frequent is now packed with said resolutions. Not being one to skip out on social endeavors and mainstream hoopla, I’ve compiled my own list of commitments and personal promises. Now that I’m putting them down in writing I might actually hold fast to these pledges for more than a month’s time. So, here goes…. my three New Year’s res(br)olutions  for the year of two-thousand-and-thirteen…

 #1. Drink More Beer

I, Sam Eubank hereby pledge to drink more beer in 2013. I know this may come across as being indulgent, a lush, a debaucher, an alcoholic… hear me out. Many of you know well by now that I love beer. Love probably doesn’t even represent the gamut of adoration I hold for the universe’s finest liquid. I respect beer. And though at times it comes across that I’m shoveling libations down my gullet, I’m actually having one or maybe two beers in a sitting. In 2013, I am opening the door to try even more, new beers. Study them. Learn what makes them tick. Make sweet, sweet, passionate love and respect the shit out of it. With that being stated, I’m brought to my second pledge.

 #2. I’d Like to Give the World a Beer

I, Sam Eubank hereby pledge to see the world again. I haven’t been out of the country since my excursion to Ghana in 2008. I miss the feeling of traveling, and going someplace I’ve never been to before. I want to breathe in the air of Spain, India, and the top of Mount Kilimanjaro. I want to share a beer with locals in a hole-in-the-wall pub off the beaten path where no one even speaks English but we share the same love for beer, music, and newfound camaraderie. I miss taking photos of local children dancing in the streets and their excitement for talking to a strange man from a far away land—the same excitement I would get and still get from conversing with people from stories of who they are and where they’re from. I want to visit my favorite breweries, see my favorite bands, and talk to my favorite people while in their company rather than through the phone or e-mail.

 #3 Dream Big or Go Home

I, Sam Eubank hereby pledge to dream bigger than I ever have before. Many of you already know a majority of my delusions of grandeur firsthand. This year, I plan on making them even grander and even more delusional.  It isn’t that I have a completely false since of reality, but tapping into idealism sparks my creativity and puts me in a better place. I need to be writing more. I need to be talking more. I need to be cranking my ideas into tangible entities. I need to be taking more risks. I need to be turning my concepts into profitable ventures.

I, Sam Eubank hereby hold these truths to be self-evident… Where is my beer?