Thinking about beer, birthdays and being tagged on Facebook

By April Corbin, Sarah Feldberg (contact) , Rick Lax (contact), Ken Miller (contact), Spencer Patterson (contact)

Wednesday, March 30, 2011 | 1:30 p.m.

Beer heaven Yeah, I’m pretty much a whore for Stone Brewing Co. products. So I’m salivating over Morels French Steakhouse & Bistro’s April 7 four-course/five-beer dinner featuring—you guessed it—Stone. — Ken Miller, associate editor

Say what? My ultra-reliable Shure earbuds finally started fading. I did tons of research on replacements and was ready to order a shiny new set when … the old ones suddenly started working again. Hooray!/Damn! — Spencer Patterson, managing editor

In praise of April Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy biiiirthday dear me-ee, happy birthday to me! Yes, my name is April, and I was born in April. I’ve heard all the jokes. So don’t bother. — April Corbin, web content editor

Facebook lament Club promoters and bottle service girls: Kindly stop tagging me in the club ads you post on your walls. If you keep doing this, Zuckerberg is going to take away our ability to tag others. — Rick Lax, staff writer

Feel the real love Station Casinos’ new ad—featuring employees against a white background—gives me the warm fuzzies, because they look like real Las Vegans, not actors who play them on TV. — Sarah Feldberg, editor