My first homebrew

As I wrote a few weeks ago I started to brew my own beer. It was a lager that is suggested to sit in the bottle for 12 weeks before drinking. Obviously, 1 week is long enough for me. I opened it with the fear of God in me, honestly and completely expecting it to shoot up to the ceiling. But, it sounded and acted like a normal beer. The extra 11 week definitely will help in the clarity:




But, holy shit, it's actual good. Really good. I'm so excited. So excited I'm brewing anohter batch. Right now. It's almost 11pm and I've got about another hour and a half. uggh.. Good thing I have some beer to drink..

The Blogojevich

About a month or so ago I made the decision to not get a haircut. I've had the same haircut for the past 12 years. A size 2 or 3 razor thingy on the sides and back. Kinda short in the front with a "push-up ceaser". Here's a collage I made of my hair as well as some other awesome things.



I decided it was time for a change. To what you ask? I made no plans. I was just going to let it grow and see what happens. Maybe I'd end up looking cool like one of the guys in Flight of the Concords. Maybe I'd get sick of it and go back. But, so far I'm sticking it out. It's getting to the point where I have to start doing something different with it and right now I think my only choice is to emulate my favorite corrupt politician.




I know I still have a few more months to get it to his height. I know I'll never achieve his greatness, but I'm going for it. I'm not giving it up for bleeping nothing. I'm not going to do it.

Change

After 8 long years this country is seeing a change like no other. After 8 long years I have changed my underwear and socks. I can't imagine a bigger change than that occurring anywhere today.

Is it too early?

So, I'm amazed and glad that everyone survived that plane crash, but the list of heroes seems to grow by the minute. The pilot, the people holding babies, the people pulling others out of the water, the ferry taxis, the father and son, etc..

I want to hear the stories about the guy who shit his pants then punched an old lady as he tried to get out the door.... but then refused to step out on the wing because I ain't going in that cold ass water. Because that would be me. Right after I rescued 3 babies and a dolphin. Of course.

Vista must be broken

If it's such a beautiful, sunny day outside...




why is my computer showing me this ridiculous temperature?

An update!

I screwed up some stuff pretty good at work today, so I've been on a call since 6pm. I'm at a lull now so I figured I'd update this.

Based on what I've been up to, it seems I'm rich with nothing good to do with my time. Since I last wrote I bought dining room furniture, a 46 inch tv with stand, a tv stand for the basement tv, I booked a vacation to punta cana in February, and I started making my own beer.



Which was a total disaster when it boiled over the top.



Hopefully it tastes ok in the end. I'll find out in 12 friggen weeks when it's ready. I don't think I can wait that long.