Bang Bang Shoot Shoot

Well, I admire that picture of Max in his hot tub, I must say. He has improved immensely over the last year, bad back or not. Meanwhile, for those of us in less sunny climes, Happiness is a warm brew, as the Beatles should have sung, supporting the penchant for the cellar temperature beer over here in Blighty (or is it a gestapo khazi, as Kentucky maintains?)