Rainier. The Only Beer We Drink Around Here.

As part of the on-going Rumpus Room Rehabilitation, I have been trying to find a fun OLDER Rainier sign. Somthing that spins or gurgles or flashes or something (well, probably not flashes) so of course I went to eBay, and found this lovely little gem:



But it went for $200, for Christ's sake. That would buy an awful lot of Rainier, so I just couldn't justify it.

(Rainier, by the way, is a remarkably bland beer. Designer Beer Glamour Pusses would rather drink dog urine, but I think it's fine, as long as it's cold. It gets the job done, and that's what's important to me. Besides, I like beer I can see through)

I don't understand why a beer that is so widely panned has memorabilia that is so sought after. It's not like they aren't making Rainier anymore.

So anyway, the search continues. The new bar will not be complete until there is a big gaudy Rainier sign somewhere in its envrions.