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That’s not me. But that’s how I felt all weekend.

You see, Farmer’s Market is back. And it was Brew Fest.

I don’t drink beer (still. Shocking, I know), but I got to people watch,

and dog watch,

and kayak watch.

I got to hear about everybody’s most/least favorite beers.

And we stumbled upon a festival. Totally at random!

In short, it’s that time of year in Missoula.

And I am happy.