Dear Beer Garden…

Dear Beer Garden,

I love you.  I hate you.  I want to break up.  You are just too much work and too much worry.  I have a family that needs me and I can’t give you all of my attention right now.  You are too needy, too draining, and may I repeat, too much work.  We have to break up.  I have to let you go and let the alumni figure out how to get their own adult beverages.  I just can’t handle you anymore.  You simply aren’t worth it.  It was fun while it lasted, but now, it’s over.  Goodbye.  I will miss you.