That son of a bitch. I knew he took my last beer. These are words a man should never, ever have to say. But I muttered them to myself in an exasperated sigh of disgust as I closed the door to my refrigerator. You see, I had just spent over 12 hours writing content for the upcoming PyImageSearch Gurus course. My brain was fried, practically leaking out my ears like half cooked scrambled eggs. And a
