I really need to stop writing. This is an awful example of why. If the beer I brew was as pathetic as these blog posts, I would give up drinking!
There’s the culprit. She took my blog post off the coffee table and ate it as she sat under this Leyland cypress. She had the runs for three days after – my writing is not easily digested.
The more alert among you may have noticed that I posted absolutely nothing when it was my turn the last time here at The Nudge Wink Report. I would’ve written, but I’ve stumbled onto something that’s bigger than mere humor bloggery.
It began innocently enough. As you may know, I’ve begun brewing beer in earnest, and blogging much less. The inherent risks of moving ten or eleven gallons of very hot, sugary wort without burning or breaking myself were becoming more and more clear. Not wishing to suffer a scalded hernia, I knew it was time to look into getting a pump. As a quick aside, my long-suffering wife has been a saint in tolerating…
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