sudsmonkey
Well-Known Member
My '53 Farmall is on a temporary hiatus. OK, I think it's dead. Spent the whole day mowing for the big party at our place on the 4th. Tractor died about 6pm. I'm not really a mechanic, I just screw with stuff to keep it going. Couldn't screw with the tractor enough to get it to start again. Left it in the pasture with the donkey. He's cool with me parking it there. Last I saw of him, he was trying to figure out how to get into the driver's seat. Thank God for homebrew!
I've just opened one of the amber ales I bottled on wed. night. Have slight carbonation and a great Chinook hoppiness going on. OK, maybe I didn't just open it. Maybe I'm 3/4 way through a 40 of it. Point is: the tractor no longer bothers me. Hell, I bet it no longer bothers the donkey!
Isn't it amazing how our hobby helps us to deal with, or ignore life's little problems? Mother in law coming for the weekend? I recommend a nice lager. IRS auditing you? Imperial Stout. I'm not recommending alcohol as a crutch for those who can't deal with reality, or anything. It is reality itself.
YAY, BEER!!!!!
Monkey
I've just opened one of the amber ales I bottled on wed. night. Have slight carbonation and a great Chinook hoppiness going on. OK, maybe I didn't just open it. Maybe I'm 3/4 way through a 40 of it. Point is: the tractor no longer bothers me. Hell, I bet it no longer bothers the donkey!
Isn't it amazing how our hobby helps us to deal with, or ignore life's little problems? Mother in law coming for the weekend? I recommend a nice lager. IRS auditing you? Imperial Stout. I'm not recommending alcohol as a crutch for those who can't deal with reality, or anything. It is reality itself.
YAY, BEER!!!!!
Monkey