October 23, 2006
balconies with stills
It feels good to have covered some real territory today. The computer is running again, very well and the Norton Internet Security does its job equally well. I am quite proud of myself right now, as you may be able to judge through the tone of my writing. And why not?
The thing is, one has to write things when one has the mood and the will to do so or else the dross is what gets published and the distilled is that which doesn’t.
Speaking of distilling spirits, I’d like to imagine that there be one, there is a still in no mans’ land, beneath a rather large rock, in the shadow of a singled out palm, beside the Dubai’s or confined to my balcony at least.
What with ethanol and percentages lethal of methanol that even a crude boiler could not reach in ten thousand years of boiling the yield of drinkable still far far outweighs the yield of lethal.
Yes, yes, a man’s capacity for methanol is low indeed but you’d have to be a red man with Lysol in your mit to appreciate just how much you DO need ta kill ya!
And so the dream of distilling one’s own cleaner gasoline in one’s own homemade/kit still, continue on in this middle aged head of mine. I can’t bear the thought of letting such a low key underhanded, protest “idea”, agin the state of current affairs and current location – that is under the regulation as it were of this banner called ‘Slam, go, you know?
The thing is, one has to write things when one has the mood and the will to do so or else the dross is what gets published and the distilled is that which doesn’t.
Speaking of distilling spirits, I’d like to imagine that there be one, there is a still in no mans’ land, beneath a rather large rock, in the shadow of a singled out palm, beside the Dubai’s or confined to my balcony at least.
What with ethanol and percentages lethal of methanol that even a crude boiler could not reach in ten thousand years of boiling the yield of drinkable still far far outweighs the yield of lethal.
Yes, yes, a man’s capacity for methanol is low indeed but you’d have to be a red man with Lysol in your mit to appreciate just how much you DO need ta kill ya!
And so the dream of distilling one’s own cleaner gasoline in one’s own homemade/kit still, continue on in this middle aged head of mine. I can’t bear the thought of letting such a low key underhanded, protest “idea”, agin the state of current affairs and current location – that is under the regulation as it were of this banner called ‘Slam, go, you know?
