Category: hobby
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LIFE!
LIFE, DO YOU HEAR ME! GIVE MY CREATION … LIIIIIFE! Last time I used this particular strain of yeast it took a little more than twenty-four hours for fermentation to kick in. This time it took almost fifty-four, and I had to baby it. I thought it might be too cold in the basement for Read.
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book snack
The only fit snack while reading is the olive in a martini. — P.J. O’Rourke Read.
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Batch #6
Batch #6 is brewed and put to bed. Now to wait for the good part. Read.
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eye roll
My Darling B has leveled a challenge: She believes that, if I were to tell anybody how many typewriters I own, I would get an eye-roll from practically everyone. Well, here is a group shot of every typewriter I own: On the far left: A Smith-Corona Silent, one of the first typewriters I bought from Read.
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Batch #5
Bottling Day! This is Batch #5, which I had hoped would be a less-hoppy beer than any of my previous brews — “less hoppy” meaning “a beer that My Darling B would drink.” I cut the amount of hops in half so the brew wouldn’t taste nearly as bitter as the previous batches, not counting Read.
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delivery
There was a package waiting on the front stoop yesterday evening. “That looks too big to be the thing I ordered,” My Darling B said when she spotted it as we pulled into the driveway. “Did you order something?” “Maybe.” Looking sideways at me she asked, “Is it a typewriter?” Pause. “Maybe.” Rolling her eyes, Read.
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naked
And now, because there will never be too much porn on teh intarwebs, here’s a photo of an Olivetti Studio 44 without any clothes on: I had to take it apart because it was so dirty that little bits and pieces of dirt were falling out of it every time I moved it. Also, the Read.
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screw loose
Tim brought his typewriter over after a screw fell out. He figured I could fix it because I have a few typewriters and I sometimes take them apart, not because I can fix them but because it’s an itch I’ve got to scratch. Typewriter innards are mesmerizing. I totally get why surgeons like to cut Read.
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brewing
Brew Day! And it’s about freaking time. I’ve been so lazy these past months that there’s not much home brew left in the basement lair, so it’s time to brew like a crazy man. This time, I’m going for a dark beer that’s not too bitter and has a mild nose. Let’s see how this Read.
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Bicycling across the Brooklyn Bridge
Crossing the Brooklyn Bridge was one of the items on our Tourist To-Do List, but how to do it was up for grabs until the day we showed up at the South Street Seaport for a tour and spied Blazing Saddles, a vendor that rented bicycles by the hour. Each came equipped with a map Read.
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