Or am I the only one? A few days ago I noticed that my tongue had a sore spot on the left side. The logical assumption was that I bit it and it would be sore for a day or so and then all would be well. That was not the case. Today was day three and the pain was actually worse. While brushing my teeth at work, (they ridicule me for that as well) I noticed a black spec on my tongue. After closer examination I came to the realization that it was a splinter. Yes, you read correctly, a splinter in my tongue. Seriously, who gets a splinter in their tongue?
I am waiting....
Who gets a splinter in their tongue?
I plucked the little sucker out and low and behold, no pain.
Big news. Nora had her very first piano lesson with Grandma Karen today, and she loved it!
Well, that is all for today. I have to get to bed early today as I have to be in work by 5 a.m. tomorrow.
Cheers.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Random Thoughts
The following is a collection of my thoughts. Things that have been bouncing around in my head for a bit now. I cannot promise that they will be coherent, related or connected in the least. My only hope is that you find them slightly entertaining.
The people at work ridicule me for the following habits:
Eating healthy food brought from home.
Exercising; lifting weights, riding a bike and doing yoga.
Saving money vs. purchasing new cars and flat screen t.v.'s.
Doing more than asked while at work.
I am soooo flawed.
I like the word jackassery.
Has anyone noticed the amount a debauchery on t.v. these days? For example, Fox's "The Moment of Truth".
Watching the bubbles in my air lock makes me happy.
Three year olds get frustrated to the point of tears by the simplest of things. Then when they accomplish the task, they are thrilled to the highest level.
Flat screen, tube t.v.'s weigh a lot!
Professional and collegiate sports has become a microcosm of society. The behavior of the coaches, players, etc. involved is like that of a child who has been raised by throwing money at him/her instead of with attention and love. Spoiled, out of control and not respectful of others. A culture change is in need.
Sandwiches are my favorite food.
Chuck Norris owns the greatest Poker Face of all-time. It helped him win the 1983 World Series of Poker despite him holding just a Joker, a Get out of Jail Free Monopoly card, a 2 of clubs, 7 of spades and a green #4 card from the game Uno.
Cheers
P.S. Do not forget to vote.
The people at work ridicule me for the following habits:
Eating healthy food brought from home.
Exercising; lifting weights, riding a bike and doing yoga.
Saving money vs. purchasing new cars and flat screen t.v.'s.
Doing more than asked while at work.
I am soooo flawed.
I like the word jackassery.
Has anyone noticed the amount a debauchery on t.v. these days? For example, Fox's "The Moment of Truth".
Watching the bubbles in my air lock makes me happy.
Three year olds get frustrated to the point of tears by the simplest of things. Then when they accomplish the task, they are thrilled to the highest level.
Flat screen, tube t.v.'s weigh a lot!
Professional and collegiate sports has become a microcosm of society. The behavior of the coaches, players, etc. involved is like that of a child who has been raised by throwing money at him/her instead of with attention and love. Spoiled, out of control and not respectful of others. A culture change is in need.
Sandwiches are my favorite food.
Chuck Norris owns the greatest Poker Face of all-time. It helped him win the 1983 World Series of Poker despite him holding just a Joker, a Get out of Jail Free Monopoly card, a 2 of clubs, 7 of spades and a green #4 card from the game Uno.
Cheers
P.S. Do not forget to vote.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
BUBBLES!!!
This morning I was greeted by the spectacular sight of bubbles in the air lock of my primary fermenter. What does that mean you might ask? Well let me tell ya. It means the magical and mystical process of fermentation has begun. Yeast cells are consuming the sugars in my newly brewed stout, and in turn, excreting glorious alcohol and carbon dioxide. A what a wonderful way to start the day. What could possibly top that?
Why bottling my red ale, of course. After church Nora and I worked together to transfer my ale from my secondary fermenter into my bottling bucket. After which she assisted me by lining up the bottles for me to fill and then placing the caps on top for me to seal. The family that brews together stays together. That is the age old saying, right?
We now have a few new highly anticipated dates.
February 24th: Secondary ferment stout
March 9th: Bottle stout; DRINK RED ALE!!!
If I had done a better job of planning I would have had my Stout ready for Kiernan's Birthday (St. Patrick's Day), but i am just happy my beer-a-thon weekend has been a success. What a great hobby.
Speaking of hobbies...my Mom needs one. Apparently she was kept awake last night by this thought:
You know the diced hard boiled eggs on the salad bar at Ruby Tuesday? Well do they make them at the restaurant themselves, or do they buy them in bags already boiled? Hey Mom, wanna learn to brew?
Cheers
P.S. Do not forget to vote for your name o' faithful readers.
Why bottling my red ale, of course. After church Nora and I worked together to transfer my ale from my secondary fermenter into my bottling bucket. After which she assisted me by lining up the bottles for me to fill and then placing the caps on top for me to seal. The family that brews together stays together. That is the age old saying, right?
We now have a few new highly anticipated dates.
February 24th: Secondary ferment stout
March 9th: Bottle stout; DRINK RED ALE!!!
If I had done a better job of planning I would have had my Stout ready for Kiernan's Birthday (St. Patrick's Day), but i am just happy my beer-a-thon weekend has been a success. What a great hobby.
Speaking of hobbies...my Mom needs one. Apparently she was kept awake last night by this thought:
You know the diced hard boiled eggs on the salad bar at Ruby Tuesday? Well do they make them at the restaurant themselves, or do they buy them in bags already boiled? Hey Mom, wanna learn to brew?
Cheers
P.S. Do not forget to vote for your name o' faithful readers.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Satur...oops, I Mean Beerday
So far Beerday has been a great success. Today I brewed my Irish Stout. It smelled fantastic. Waiting the next month or so to drink it is going to be tough. Fortunately I have my buddy Sam Adams to help get me through. In fact, he chipped in today as I was brewing with a Black Lager. What a guy! Tomorrow will be the climax of my beer-a-thon weekend with the bottling of my Red Ale.
I have some relatively disturbing news to follow. If you have not yet eaten, I suggest you read no further. Yesterday at work, I cleaned the employee refrigerator. I almost feel like I should not recount the story as mere words cannot do the carnage I witnessed justice. Man I wish I had had my digital camera with me. It all started with a kielbasa. I opened the fridge to find a 9" kielbasa, out of its wrapper, and lying on the dirty shelf. The only thing protecting the smoked sausage from dried katchup, 5-6 different soda spills, sweet and sour sauce, pickle relish, and various other former foods, was a 3" tall paper cup. Now before you judge me for using this very same fridge in this condition, I only use it to hold my sealed lunch cooler. As I said, the sight of the kielbasa was more than I could handle. I scrubbed that beast from top to bottom. There were sights and smells in there I shall not soon forget.
Keep the positive thoughts flowing for my brew.
Cheers
I have some relatively disturbing news to follow. If you have not yet eaten, I suggest you read no further. Yesterday at work, I cleaned the employee refrigerator. I almost feel like I should not recount the story as mere words cannot do the carnage I witnessed justice. Man I wish I had had my digital camera with me. It all started with a kielbasa. I opened the fridge to find a 9" kielbasa, out of its wrapper, and lying on the dirty shelf. The only thing protecting the smoked sausage from dried katchup, 5-6 different soda spills, sweet and sour sauce, pickle relish, and various other former foods, was a 3" tall paper cup. Now before you judge me for using this very same fridge in this condition, I only use it to hold my sealed lunch cooler. As I said, the sight of the kielbasa was more than I could handle. I scrubbed that beast from top to bottom. There were sights and smells in there I shall not soon forget.
Keep the positive thoughts flowing for my brew.
Cheers
Friday, February 15, 2008
Beer-a-thon
If all goes well this shall be forever known as the weekend of beer. My plan is to brew my Irish stout on Saturday and bottle my Red ale on Sunday. It is kind of a big deal for me as I have never had two batches going so close together. I am still a bit of an amateur. Additionally I have two wild cards named Nora and Nigel that usually add a bit of excitement to the process. Keep your fingers crossed. Something has just occurred to me. For a guy who brews his own beer, I am shockingly low on said product. Once bottled, my brew will not be ready for two or three more weeks. Oh the torture. It is true what they say, you always want what you cannot have.
The voting is under way for my readers name. If you have not made a choice, do not worry, you have plenty of time. The voting is not nearly as heavy as the great beard debate. You all were more concerned about the future of my face than your own names. I am touched.
Have a great weekend.
Cheers.
The voting is under way for my readers name. If you have not made a choice, do not worry, you have plenty of time. The voting is not nearly as heavy as the great beard debate. You all were more concerned about the future of my face than your own names. I am touched.
Have a great weekend.
Cheers.
Valentine's Day
I meant to post this yesterday, but yoga got the best of me. So, we are going to pretend that it is still February the 14th. OK. Besides, no one is up at 4:00 am to argue with me anyway.
Here is a Valentine's Day hug from me to my faithful readers.
Nora had her first Valentine's Day party at school. Many valentines were exchanged and much candy was consumed. Prior to the big day Nora and I decorated her Valentine's mail box. A shoe box with red and pink paper, and tons of hearts drawn, colored, cut out, and pasted on by Nora. It was awesome. An other first. Nora has her first boyfriend, Thomas. He gave her a hand made card, the day before. It said, "I love Nora. Happy Valentine's Day. Love Thomas". When I told her she had a boyfriend, she said "ewww, No!" Made her Daddy proud.
Big weekend up coming. I am bottling my Red ale, and possibly brewing an Irish stout.
Cheers
Here is a Valentine's Day hug from me to my faithful readers.
Nora had her first Valentine's Day party at school. Many valentines were exchanged and much candy was consumed. Prior to the big day Nora and I decorated her Valentine's mail box. A shoe box with red and pink paper, and tons of hearts drawn, colored, cut out, and pasted on by Nora. It was awesome. An other first. Nora has her first boyfriend, Thomas. He gave her a hand made card, the day before. It said, "I love Nora. Happy Valentine's Day. Love Thomas". When I told her she had a boyfriend, she said "ewww, No!" Made her Daddy proud.
Big weekend up coming. I am bottling my Red ale, and possibly brewing an Irish stout.
Cheers
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