JacktheKnife
Well-Known Member
Gentlemen,
As it is about time to crank up the brewery,
'October 10 th'
I thought it would be appropriate to tell the story of the five gallons of fresh wort I broke in the kitchen floor at 3am:
'a long time ago',
'once upon a time'...
Homebrewers,
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Texas
Posts: 218
/images/icons/icon1.gif J. Knife
Brewhead dude,
[ No carrying 84 pound wet, glass carboys around the kitchen in the middle of the night
ok i gotta ask - what's up with the carrying around carbouys in the middle of the night???]
__________________
Howdy,
Well, I, usually, am up brewing in the middle of the night, being a Scorpio.
And by 'carrying around' I may have mispoke. When I want to move a carboy back into my brewery, rather than actually 'carry', I 'skoote'.
Meaning I put the carboy on a doubled over towel and skoot it back into the brewery for fermintation.
Now in order to put the 5 or the 7.5 galloner up on the cabinet for siphoning,
I lift it on up there, and it is invarably wet, and heavy.
And that reminds me...
Boys, I have a story, and it is a good one for beginers
and advanced brewers as well.
One time a long time ago,
I was brewing some ale and was doing fine.
The wort and the boiled water were cooling and I was changing the record from Johnny Prytko, to the Milwalkee Rascals.
Opening up another homebrew and waiting on the band to kick into one of my favorites, 'Don't throw beer bottles at the band'
I was shaking the wort and the carboy was resting on a thick pad of towels.
I was shaking and shaking and listening to the music.
'Oh don't throw beer bottles at the band,
' because we're playing the best way that we can'
'Other night ve had beer bottle var'
'Broken glass was all over the floor'
I was just grooving out to the rascals when it happened.
I was shaking the 5 galloner...
The glass which is thick on the bottom and less thick on the sides was tilted over during one paticularly violent shake...
and the damn carboy broke!
In my kitchen floor!
3:30 am
The band was going crazy and
{as I told a dozen people at this bar way out in the country
a few years later:}
the glass broke and it was like slow motion...
The big pieces of glass just came apart...
The bottle broke apart,
I saw it as if it were in slow motion...
The glass came apart, and the wort..
Fresh sticky wort, went down,
the dark brown color of the wort went down,
I saw it dropping.
then it just rolled out across the kitchen floor,
like a vast tidal wave....
Rolling out across the kitchen floor and washing up against the walls...
and my legs...
and rolling back...
I was in shock, and couldn't believe what was happening...
I tried to go back in time, mentally, and make it to have not had happened,
but it didn't work that time.
I mopped and I mopped and Immmoopppedd.
I mopped all night I did.
Months later I remember walking across the kitchen floor to get a chair...
Reaching for it and lifting...lifting.////fifting uhhh!!
Sccccciiittttthhh!!!
and the chair was torn loose from the floor,
being held down by a spot I must have missed.
Its not funny!
J. Knife
2005
As it is about time to crank up the brewery,
'October 10 th'
I thought it would be appropriate to tell the story of the five gallons of fresh wort I broke in the kitchen floor at 3am:
'a long time ago',
'once upon a time'...
Homebrewers,
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Texas
Posts: 218
/images/icons/icon1.gif J. Knife
Brewhead dude,
[ No carrying 84 pound wet, glass carboys around the kitchen in the middle of the night
ok i gotta ask - what's up with the carrying around carbouys in the middle of the night???]
__________________
Howdy,
Well, I, usually, am up brewing in the middle of the night, being a Scorpio.
And by 'carrying around' I may have mispoke. When I want to move a carboy back into my brewery, rather than actually 'carry', I 'skoote'.
Meaning I put the carboy on a doubled over towel and skoot it back into the brewery for fermintation.
Now in order to put the 5 or the 7.5 galloner up on the cabinet for siphoning,
I lift it on up there, and it is invarably wet, and heavy.
And that reminds me...
Boys, I have a story, and it is a good one for beginers
and advanced brewers as well.
One time a long time ago,
I was brewing some ale and was doing fine.
The wort and the boiled water were cooling and I was changing the record from Johnny Prytko, to the Milwalkee Rascals.
Opening up another homebrew and waiting on the band to kick into one of my favorites, 'Don't throw beer bottles at the band'
I was shaking the wort and the carboy was resting on a thick pad of towels.
I was shaking and shaking and listening to the music.
'Oh don't throw beer bottles at the band,
' because we're playing the best way that we can'
'Other night ve had beer bottle var'
'Broken glass was all over the floor'
I was just grooving out to the rascals when it happened.
I was shaking the 5 galloner...
The glass which is thick on the bottom and less thick on the sides was tilted over during one paticularly violent shake...
and the damn carboy broke!
In my kitchen floor!
3:30 am
The band was going crazy and
{as I told a dozen people at this bar way out in the country
a few years later:}
the glass broke and it was like slow motion...
The big pieces of glass just came apart...
The bottle broke apart,
I saw it as if it were in slow motion...
The glass came apart, and the wort..
Fresh sticky wort, went down,
the dark brown color of the wort went down,
I saw it dropping.
then it just rolled out across the kitchen floor,
like a vast tidal wave....
Rolling out across the kitchen floor and washing up against the walls...
and my legs...
and rolling back...
I was in shock, and couldn't believe what was happening...
I tried to go back in time, mentally, and make it to have not had happened,
but it didn't work that time.
I mopped and I mopped and Immmoopppedd.
I mopped all night I did.
Months later I remember walking across the kitchen floor to get a chair...
Reaching for it and lifting...lifting.////fifting uhhh!!
Sccccciiittttthhh!!!
and the chair was torn loose from the floor,
being held down by a spot I must have missed.
Its not funny!
J. Knife
2005
