50 Gallons of Wine!

And by “wine” I mean “cider” and “mead.” Which is okay because, technically, cider is apple wine, and mead is honey wine. So put away your prejudices about what constitutes “wine,” lay aside your hatred of everything that is not a grape, and enjoy the awesome power of this fully operational winemaker! Here’s a picutre of 10 5-gallon carboys in our office. This...

I’m, Like, All Thankfulnessy And Stuff

Since lists of random information are so much easier than a well constructed narrative essay, and since well constructed narrative essays are hard when your wife is gone and you starting eating your whiskey omelettes at noon, I give you a list of things I’m thankful for. This list is by no means complete. In fact, it basically represents what I’ve been doing today. Sunny days that are so cold that you...

Me? A Greek God? Wow!

So, Jon Michael Bosley, a friend of mine from grad school just tagged me in this picture on Facebook. Pretty funny. It was during a field class in the HJ Andrews Experimental Forest where he and I teamed up for a couple days of hiking, data logging and temperature sampling. I remember that as the day that I decided that Jon Michael was about the best damn field partner you could ever find. Good summer, good times....

A Man Alone. Status Update: Day 2

This is really a bunch of notes for myself more than anything. Jessica is a driven, “professional-advancement” type, so I assume she’ll be leaving me again at some point.  In general, things are going really well. Still I thought it’d be a good idea to jot some notes to myself just so that I remember some very minor issues for next time. This isn’t my normal comical post, so you...

My Wife Ran-off And Left Me! (Well, good!)

You believe that? Here I am, slaving away at my day job- fighting the good fight by letting kids get their daily recommended dose of benzene in the groundwater. In short: working. And she goes and leaves me. Walked right out the door1 Isn’t that just like a woman. When the going gets tough, they go and visit family so they can eat Thanksgiving dinner. Well, I’ve got my own life. I don’t need her....