I came home from work today excited to check on my two batches I had fermenting. Opened the basement door and headed down. About three steps down I smelled beer, uh oh. I raced around the corner and there lies one of the fermenters on the floor. I brewed the second batch last night and sat them on a big plastic container. Before I left this morning I was thinking to myself that I really need to do something different. The plastic broke which let it tumble. Crap, crap, crap. Idiot, idiot, idiot.