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Sunday, January 25, 2015

Mandatory Bloggery- Bottling Mead and Other Stuff


Welcome back to another edition of M.B.
Sorry for the lack of blogs, having two jobs and trying to skate as much as possible has me too lazy at the end of the day to blog. I'm trying to stick with it people.

Rat Busters!
 Gouda cheese.
 Grilled tomatoes.
 Grill that shit in butter.
 Smother that fucker with mayo.
 Got yerself a damn good grilled cheese right there.
 I drank a shit load of Grolsch beer specifically for the bottle. First part was to clean out the bottle in hot water and scrape the labels off.
 While I let the labels soak I took a walk down the alley and stopped by the old bowl for a looky-lou.
It's done.
Miss you Shockus.
 Picked up one of these bad boys. Some heavy shit right here. Oh yea, a rare rain pic here in San Diego.
 Second part of the bottling process was to sanitize the bottles. This involved cleaning and rinsing everything. A super tedious process, but hey I was drinking anyway!
 There she is!
 I also pulled off all of the rubber fittings and clean those too. Don't want a bacteria compromising the whole mission. Mission to get drunk!
 Let that shit dry out.
 Meanwhile, WormTits was cutting up a bird.
 Got all the meat off with the skin on top. Quite the sharp move with a knife.
This is some bad ass knife tricks.
 PBR was well in hand.
 Next step was to siphon out the mead.
 Filled it up into a giant pitcher first off.
 Taste test. Very sweet, but not a whole lot of kick to it. I'm hoping after a year of bottling it will get stronger.
 Bottled!
 LadyLarb gave a helping hand too.
 It was fun. I want to do beer next.
 It took a while but all of the bottles were eventually filled.
 Then there was really thick shit at the bottom. Dumped that shit out.
 The next day, crazy fog in east county.
 Monday night football at the Hideout with the bubs.
 LordBlah.
 This place has really grown on me. Nice and dark and they occasionally have free hot dogs.
 Can't remember who, but somebody dropped a glass.
 Then on our drunken stumble in the rain home we found a foosball table.
 You can bet yer ass WormTits and DonaldGately were down to lugg that shit home.
 Home away from home.
 The kids are alright.

Steve Somers rules. Lets get weird!
 Costco curb.
 BK is my dawg! Dude is tight.

Enjoy.
 Bombing parking garages is a must when yer with ItWasTheLight.
 Blurry shot, but have I ever cared before? Nah.
 Can't say I agree with this statement. What I am getting from this is "Fuck every asshole that ever forced a cop to use force on the job." All this Fergison bullshit is getting old.
Nonetheless the Downtown from North Park looks nice.

EatFiend

-Sgt.Baconator

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