Man, beer changes everything
Before entering the Great American Beer Festival: cranky, hungry, not full of beer
Upon exiting the Great American Beer Festival: drunk (thank you, Lost Abbey barrel aged deliciousness), drunk (thank you Firestone Walker oatmeal stout), drunk (thank you whatever delicious Cigar City beer that was), and full of food (lamb bacon! lamb burgers! weird noodles that were made of fish! awesome popcorn!)