February should bode well for me as far as maintaining but I am sure I will fall a few more behind. I must look further ahead to March which showcases St. Patrick's Day (sorry, no Guinness this year) and my birthday featuring the NYC Craft Beer Festival. I am hoping to come across the Untappd people and explain my story to them on this day. Maybe I'll get some help. Maybe I'll get a job. Maybe, if there is a power greater than man to governs this orbiting mass that we reside upon, they will create a badge after me. My fingers are crossed.
Anyways, I should blow right past pace as the day of Fool's comes rolling along. I should be at 240 beers that day, but I am hoping to be somewhere in the realm of 275. I think it is possible. I think I can handle it. I have to, really.
All in all, 89 isn't too shabby. It beats Phil Mickelson's 59 in Phoenix. Well, in some weird, perverse way. Yeah.