Summertime = Honey Brown Ale

Sunday I spent the day brewing 2 batches of honey brown ale. When I went to pitch the yeast my sense was something wasn't right. It being Sunday, and the brewing supply house being closed, I pitched the questionably alive/ possibly contaminated yeast I had on hand. Yesterday I checked the progress and it didn't seem as if it was going too well, but this morning the fermenting vessels were bubbling away. I'm worried that this batch might be contaminated with wild yeast doing the fermenting, instead of the 5 dollar a vial (edit) California yeast I normally use. Until I draw off the first pint I won't know for sure.

Cherry

I bought some Cherry plywood, so all the raw materials for my speaker cabinets are in. I should have pics by the end of the week. The Taxpayers show on the 17th of July at the Satyricon will be with Whole Wheat Bread. Their the best thing to ever come out of Jacksonville, FL. CK and I saw them when they opened up for The Bouncing Souls (or Flogging Molly, I can't remember). I'm really looking forward to that one.
Ck and I went out to see Knocked Up last night. It was funny, but I'd wait for video unless you have a date for it. Unfortunately it gave away my secret, I too have been sneaking out for fantasy baseball league to avoid my overbearing spouse.

Summer Time, and the Meth Heads are Crazy

I dragged CK out on a late evening bike ride to the mount Tabor area. We visited my drummer and scoped out his Segway Cop video, among others. On the way home we hopped on the Max. It's summertime and all the country's homeless have migrated to Portland, to ride our public transit at 1am on Saturday mornings. They closed down Dammasch, and the displaced patients all wound up wierding up th place as I try to make my way about town.
In better news, the quarter is finally OVER! Finals were rough, but I pulled it out and got my As. I ordered the tweed grill cloth above in order to make some speaker cabinets, of which I'll post pics when they are available.

Taxpayers Live

Sunday's show was late, we didn't play till 1am. The 15 people that stuck it out that late got a hella abbreviated set list. We cut it in half for times sake. This kid jumped up on stage to hug me midway thru the set. I couldn't place the smell of hs shirt until he clued me in later. That shirt had been in the Willamette river earlier the day before. It was Superfund level stinky. The album is pretty much done. I'll burn some copies, and if you'd like one drop me an email: natehersey at gmail dot com.