(Hmm . . . that may need a little work . . . .)
The bubbling and the carboy are real enough, though. I started a new batch of beer yesterday, and by today it’s got a huge, puffy krausen and is bubbling as quickly as someone blowing through a soda straw.
L says I must be making an impossibility with this batch, since it’s supposed to be a black-rye IPA: not Pale at all, it’s as dark as a good stout but is supposed to have the weight of an IPA. It’ll be interesting to see what it turns into, four or five weeks on.
L is in the living room, glued to the first episode of the new Upstairs, Downstairs, which has got her jonesing for the 40-disc set of the original series, now out on DVD.
Conditions at 19:53:
Temp 82° F. (27° C.), dew point 68° F. (20° C.), humidity 61%, wind SSE at 16 mph gusting 28 mph, barometer 29.70”↓, sky broken 4500 ft., visibility 6 miles.
To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of fnord.
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