I just tapped the keg of Black Death Stout that I brewed back in November. The chocolate malt and flaked barley give it a really nice mouth feel. Manju says it’s not as good as last time but I think it turned out pretty darn good. 5.1% ABV. Head retention was a problem in previous batches past but it’s awesome on this pint:
For the man
To pour the coffee
Actually we’re waiting at the counter (ok not at this very second) for the brownies to cool, so I thought I’d share a picture of the absurdly large lemon that Kyle found in the neighborhood. From left to right: garlic (normal size); lemon (absurdly large); orange (normal size); spaghetti squash (normal size).
[10 minutes later]
And here are the brownies.
Jeeves from AskJeeves.com fame was shown the door today. I’m not really surprised considering the search engine was so lame and they needed to rebrand it again. Barry Diller paid $1.85 billion for it in 2005. Seems like a bad deal to me.
La la la, la la, la la la
La la la, la la, la la la
Gosh diggety doggit (yes, this brings out the hidden hick in me) - ever since we watched that SNL cowbell skit I’ve had THAT song stuck in my head. iTunes is about to get another 99cents off of me. &*&(#$#*!&#&*!#&(!!@%!$#^!
I did it again.
Thanks to jayfish for pointing out that my last post was - uh - “incomplete”, shall we say? It’s been corrected with a little Clash. And no - I’m not above quoting Britney if the mood fits. But I do try to keep that to a minimum.
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy Casbah sound
Finished reading A Plot Against America by Philip Roth. Brilliantly written, creative plot, and downright creepy (and a little remniscent of recent times, sadly). That being said, the ending is weak - as if after 300 pages of exceptional story telling, he just got lost and didn’t know how to conclude. Don’t read it as a “what if” book (as in what if American had gone fascist) - it’ll only disappoint. But do read it as the memoirs of a young American Jewish boy during WWII. He does a great job capturing a child’s fear and confusion, dare I say more thoughtfully than Khaled Hosseini did in the Kite Runner (my favorite book of 2005).
I finally got around to personalizing the header. The new one should look familiar if you’ve seen a bottle of homebrew with our label on it. Getting the size just right took a while. This whole exercise impressed upon me the need to get ahold of some better image manipulation tools.
All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone
We watched The Best of Christopher Walken on SNL last night. If you haven’t seen the Blue Oyster Cult sketch with Will Farrell yet (the cowbell skit), you haven’t laughed enough in your life. We were driven to watch it over and over and over again - and cried ourselves silly each time. Good stuff.
