Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Lyrical Genius and the Downward Spiral

"Some people call me the space carboy
Some call me the gangster of trub
Some people call me Ju-rat
'Cause I brew, with a big bag of ice cubes" - Nate

Ah, lyrics as sweet as the Dunkel I'm having right now. The poetic prowess of a fellow homebrewer putting to song the toils and tribulations of this fine art. Cheers to you, Nate.

Speaking of the fine art of homebrewing, an IBA update. As of this morning the airlock was bubbling steadily, which turned into a furious belching of Carbon Dioxide while I was at work. I wonder how much this will affect my carbon footprint? I better stock up on Carbon Credits for as much brewing as I'll be doing in the upcoming year! Oh, the humanity!!

How can I jest about such a "serious topic"? Views on Global Warming aside, the notion that one can "offset" their "carbon footprint" by PAYING for people to plant trees is preposterous. If you actually think that ALL of your money is going to do the activities that are suggested, I have another cause for you to be interested in. Don't worry about the specifics, just send me a check made out to cash and I'll make sure the money gets to where it needs to go.

Honestly, though, if you whole-heartedly believe that Global Warming is a serious threat to humanity, show it in how you live. Walk more, drive less. Turn your thermostat down two degrees. Hold your breath for an hour a day (just not for an hour straight). Just for all things good and Holy don't pay what amounts to be just another Stupid Tax, like slot machines and the lottery.

On a completely unrelated note, the Powerball Jackpot is up to $120 million.

I'm off to Sheetz to get my tickets.


Eli said...

You drove over, right?

David said...

Yes. In an SUV that I let run while I was in the store.