LIFE. Can’t live with it, can’t live without it. Almost a year ago I posted about being pressed for time before year’s end, and now here I am again sensing urgency – except these days urgency is compounded by exhaustion, frustration, and often feeling as empty as naked lunch.
One thing that’s been bothering me is, well, my beers. I’ve yet to brew a batch that I’m entirely confident or proud of. Good beer? Yes. Great beer? No.
Another thing, my Scottish Lee Heavy’s successful carbonation test wasn’t nearly as successful as I’d thought; not only was half the batch disappointingly under-carbonated, but the entire batch has also been affected by haze. Sure, it can be drunk, but it won’t be entered into any beer contests soon ever.
Oh well, back to the drawing board.
At least I didn’t have to dump it like my good friend and beer brother, Mark. In fact, several other brewers I know have had to chuck out recent batches. I’ll count my blessings, then. Knock wood. There’s more to groan at than an occasional flat cloudy beer.
Something else I’ve been meaning to address, and was reminded of in an e-mail asking, “Where’s the magic? Your website says, ‘exploits in homebrewing and magic’.” I know, I know! One of my aims this year was to shoot and upload videos of me performing my favourite effects. But patience please until I’ve video editing software; I’ve no desire to amaze you with utter sh*te.
Finally, there’s the missus. It’s been over a year and still no luck. What do you do for someone who only wants the one thing you keep failing to do? Try try again, I suppose. But the thought of her having an unhappy birthday followed by an unhappy new year is simply unbearable. 
Aye, another round of heavy sighs. I’ve gotten this far, can’t give up now…right?
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