For health reasons I've had to give up
caffeine. I'm hoping this is a temporary situation because I can tell
you that life without caffeine is not worth living. It's my drug of
choice, and I miss it very much.
Without my morning coffee I stumble
through life as though in a dense fog. I have trouble seeing more
than a very short distance ahead of me, and after a while I stop
caring about what might even be there.
On the bright side, the A's won last
night. We were thinking of trekking up to Anaheim for the Sunday
afternoon game, but laziness once again prevails and we will watch it
on TV from the comfort of our own home.
I am actively reading two novels. One
is thoughtful and meditative, the other is clever and sometimes silly
to the point of cloying. I like them both so far, though they are
very different from one another.
Meanwhile, brew day went well in the
sense that the process was completed with minimal difficulty. Started
a little after 9 a.m., finished a little before 1 p.m., though much
of that is just waiting for water to boil.
I'm hopeful that some of the lessons we
learned from brewing our first batch a couple months ago will make
this batch more palatable. We'll find out in about five weeks,
fingers crossed.
One important factor that I think we
screwed up last time is temperature control. We pitched the yeast
when it was still a little too warm (though not outrageously warm)
and didn't even bother to monitor the fermentation temperature.
So, you know, process. Refinement
thereof and what not.
More baseball today. And reading and
writing. Or as I call it, the usual. It promises to be more
interesting than these words.
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