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You **will** keep those plugs.

Years from now, not today, not tomorrow, but none too soon somewhere in the rest of your life, you will come across them and have **NO** idea what they are, where they are used, what they are for.

Ask me how I know. Or rather, don't know.
Been there; done that! I now write on the packaging specifically what such things are for.
 
Over the weekend, I decided to make a gallon of starter wort and can it in my pressure cooker for future use. Everything was going fine until the pressure cooker heated up and started leaking steam out of the overpressure relief plug. Having never paid much attention to the plug, I assumed that pushing down on it with an oven mitt on might seal it. What I didn't understand was that it is just a rubber plug that is inserted from the underside of the lid. So, when I pushed down on it, the plug fell into the pressure cooker with a blast of steam erupting from the now open hole in the lid. Obviously, I had to shut off the heat immediately.

Not wanting to waste a gallon of wort waiting to be canned, I jumped on Amazon, found replacement plugs and paid extra for overnight delivery first thing the following morning. Based on some quick Google research, it appeared that everything should be okay as long as I canned the jars within 24 hours of my first attempt.

The next morning, my Amazon shipment did not arrive. Now what? I then realized from my Amazon order that the overpressure plugs are just rubber plugs. So how could the original plug have failed in the first place?

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It then dawned on me that by pushing down on the original plug I probably pushed it out of the hole, and it was probably sitting inside the pressure cooker intact. It was! I simply pushed it back into the lid from the underside and proceeded to can the wort without issue. Of course, the new plugs were delivered shortly after I finished canning the wort. I now have 4 replacement overpressure plugs that I will never need or will probably lose before I need one.
Or take advantage of Amazon’s usual 30 day free return policy.
 
I envy you guys who have inhuman organizational skills, where everything is always in its place. At any one time I have one or two buckets in my garage containing random brewery parts, needing to be sorted into their correct homes. This almost never happens. The only small piece of equipment that ALWAYS goes where it belongs is the string loop I use to hoist the wilser bag after the mash; I've misplaced it too many times to count and don't have an extra handy. Twice I've had to fish it out from the yard waste bin after dumping spent grain. Yes, I could buy a roll of heavy nylon cord and make some extras, but that would require leaving the house.
 
I envy you guys who have inhuman organizational skills, where everything is always in its place. At any one time I have one or two buckets in my garage containing random brewery parts, needing to be sorted into their correct homes. This almost never happens. The only small piece of equipment that ALWAYS goes where it belongs is the string loop I use to hoist the wilser bag after the mash; I've misplaced it too many times to count and don't have an extra handy. Twice I've had to fish it out from the yard waste bin after dumping spent grain. Yes, I could buy a roll of heavy nylon cord and make some extras, but that would require leaving the house.
I agree. In my world everything is in its place. The problem is its place is where it currently resides and I often don’t know where that is…. Until I buy a new one and go to put it away, in the same place I misplaced the old one.
 
I still succumb to "I'll set this here. It's the right place for it. It'll be there in the right place when I need to remember where it is because that place is the place where I'll remember that it's there and where it is and what it's for.

Nope.
 
Don't forget to relieve pressure from your conical before dumping trub when getting ready to clean it.. in my defense I had kegged before I left for vacation last week, decided to brew yesterday, so it sat for a week with co2 in it from the closed transfer... well, 8psi plus a pound or 2 of leftover dry hops equals my wife shaking her head and my dad laughing.. not the first time I was covered in hop sludge, but this one was a pretty good dosing, luckily I wear glasses haha.

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Don't do that.
Now you tell me! It's even more fun with an elbow! Only about 2 psi. I put the chair out in the rain.
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A non beer related one... don't promise your kid concert tickets without checking prices first... background.. my teenage daughter loves my chemical romance, I grew up listening to punk and emo in the late 90s, blink and greenday and such. I went to a lot of concerts with a lot of bands, and tickets were like 40 bucks at the most. So as a combo gift for Xmas and bday, and with the stipulation of bringing her grades up, we said, "we'll take you to see my chemical romance in philly" .. so she made honor roll, I went to ticket master thinking ok 3 tickets maybe 200 bucks, 300 at the most right... welllllll fml... I was way off. More like a little over a grand, and they aren't even great seats.. wtf.. ok well I made the promise and she made the grades, so next week is the concert, don't get me wrong I'm stoked, but damn, didn't expect that..

Don't promise event tickets before checking them out first.. don't do that!

LLMCR
 
I grew up listening to punk and emo in the late 90s, blink and greenday and such. I went to a lot of concerts with a lot of bands, and tickets were like 40 bucks at the most.
You need to count the years since the late 90s. You'll run out of fingers and toes.

I saw ELP at Boston Garden in 1977 for $8.50 a ticket. We just walked up. I could have spit on Greg Lake.
 
You need to count the years since the late 90s. You'll run out of fingers and toes.

I saw ELP at Boston Garden in 1977 for $8.50 a ticket. We just walked up. I could have spit on Greg Lake.
Oh I get it, I've been to plenty of other concerts more recently as well and tickets were still less than 50 bucks. Venue matters... But my 20 dollar GA (floor) tickets are a thing of the past. In any case, lesson learned.
 
I kegged my Belgian trippel in preparation to bottle it. Went to bottle it yesterday. Added some yeast, flushed the bottles with CO2, filled and then... added sugar. Not quite a mentos and diet coke reaction, but it started foaming quickly.

I realized last time I did this a couple years ago I used a bucket and a bottling wand and had mixed the priming sugar into the bucket, not into the bottles.
 
A non beer related one... don't promise your kid concert tickets without checking prices first... background.. my teenage daughter loves my chemical romance, I grew up listening to punk and emo in the late 90s, blink and greenday and such. I went to a lot of concerts with a lot of bands, and tickets were like 40 bucks at the most. So as a combo gift for Xmas and bday, and with the stipulation of bringing her grades up, we said, "we'll take you to see my chemical romance in philly" .. so she made honor roll, I went to ticket master thinking ok 3 tickets maybe 200 bucks, 300 at the most right... welllllll fml... I was way off. More like a little over a grand, and they aren't even great seats.. wtf.. ok well I made the promise and she made the grades, so next week is the concert, don't get me wrong I'm stoked, but damn, didn't expect that..

Don't promise event tickets before checking them out first.. don't do that!

LLMCR
I saw Black Oak Arkansas, Styx and Ambrosia for 8 bucks. You will probably outlive me by at least 2 decades. Good luck with that. 😁
 
I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down the mill, and pay the mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home... our dad would kill us and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah." And you try to tell the young people of today that ... they won't believe you
 
I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down the mill, and pay the mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home... our dad would kill us and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah." And you try to tell the young people of today that ... they won't believe you
You too? I thought it was just me! 🤷🏻‍♂️
 
I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down the mill, and pay the mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home... our dad would kill us and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah." And you try to tell the young people of today that ... they won't believe you
At least you had a home. We lived for three months in a rolled up newspaper in a septic tank.
 

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