The music in heaven

If you’re curious about what the music will be like in heaven, most biblical scholars maintain that the majority of the music will be duets between Pavarotti and Bryan Adams. Much like this one:

Wow. THAT. JUST. HAPPENED. Many thanks to Neil for spending hours digging up this interweb gem.

Come by Jeff’s tonight ? we’re brewing our Drafty Kilt Scotch Ale.

Wife of the Year – 2nd Year in a Row

I recently had a birthday and I’ve gotta hand it to my wife for yet another great birthday gift.  Last year she surprised me with 144 MNB pint glasses, this year she gave me a subscription to “Beer of the Month” club.

Every thirty days I’ll receive a 12 new beers (3 beers of 4 kinds) from micros across America.  First batch was mostly winter ales or variations thereof and I’m excited to see what else starts coming down the pipe.  They also include a handy newletter that has write-ups about each of the beers and random beer facts (such as in 1950 80% of alcohol consumed was whiskey, in 2002 60% of alchohol consumed is now beer…albeit most of it is probably BudBeer).

I’m officially nominating and awarding her the “Wife of the Year” title for the 2nd year in a row and propose that we celebrate the occasion tonight…with a few beers.

Our hops are alive and kicking

Contrary to popular belief, I didn’t completely kill our hops last year. They’ve peeked their bitter little heads above the surface of their new home along Jeff’s driveway. And Jeff, the nurturer that he is, has been diligent in providing the little buggers with plenty of water. He’d give them extra sunlight if he could. What you see below is the first of our Cascade crop this year. We also have some Chinook and Willamette planted, which hopefully will be joining the party soon.

No more tickle fights

Many of you know Travis and his juvenile antics. Peddling us as rednecks and Civil War impersonators. He’s pawned himself off as some sort of investigatory journalist, to which I have one reply (via Zoolander):

Do you understand that the world does not revolve around you and your do whatever it takes, ruin as many people’s lives, so long as you can make a name for yourself as an investigatory journalist, no matter how many friends you lose or people you leave dead and bloodied along the way, just so long so you can make a name for yourself as an investigatory journalist, no matter how many friends you lose or people you leave dead and bloodied and dying along the way?

Travis has now asserted that our own patron saint, Bryan Adams, is the leader of Hezbollah. Unfortunately (for Travis) this claim is largely unsubstantiated and, like most of Travis’ life, ridiculous.

Starting next week Travis will no longer be able to hide behind his investigatory My Little Pony pencil. In other words, the tickle fights are over. It’s big boy time, and we’re putting our money beer where our mouth is. Look for a multi-state, multi-national (if you include Canada) beer brawl. We’ve already sent our Swashchuckler IPA to Brad (Unrepentant Individual), Ted (Ted Brews) and Alan (A Good Beer Blog) for taste testing against Travis’ meager piss water. Stay tuned. The s*** just got real.

Jonathan joins Facebook. The world stops turning.

I knew I was popular. I just had no idea HOW popular till I joined Facebook last night. And now I’ve got like a million friends. I’m pretty much the opposite of Travis, that’s how popular I am.

But enough about me, how was brewing last night? In two words, lonely and cold. Including Jeff, Joel and myself we had a grand total of 3 people. To your credit, it was frigid. But you guys missed us achieving 83% attenuation on our organic pale ale (that’s good). And you missed the roaring fire that Joel created in he driveway. You also missed us brewing our first post-Brewhaha IPA. We’re targeting a higher final gravity for this bad boy. More of an imperial IPA. Jeff claims to be in complete control of the fermentation process. I think he has a cousin that’s a yeast cell or something. It definitely wouldn’t surprise me.

Tonight, we brew!

We got some good feedback from the party on our Swashchuckler IPA and so we decided it’s time to give it another go. (Though we would have brewed our Drafty Kilt Scotch Ale if a certain Joel had gotten our fermentation chamber built). The moral of the story: come by tonight. And don’t trust Joel. Ever.

A new way to follow our progress. It’s called “email” and it’s going to catch on.

If you’re anything like Jeff, you’re not too sure how this whole internet thing works. Any talk of RSS feeds just makes you hungry. And if you’re anything like a human being, you’re interested in what we’re doing. In fact, you’d like to have every post emailed to you. Never fear, we’ve got a solution for you!

You can now sign up to receive posts in your inbox. For those with “the jobs,” this will enable you to pretend to work while secretly keeping tabs on our every move. Scroll down to the bottom of our homepage to sign up. Or, you could just click here. Joel and I are currently having a little fight as to whether or not we should make the sign up more prominent. As usual, I will win. That’s why they call me Jonathan “Pwnasaurus Rex” Baker.

And if you DO sign up, the emails are pretty ugly right now. Yeah… we’re working on it.