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Saturday, December 16, 2017

A WRITER'S NOTEBOOK - THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS.....HOBO WINE......................... THE FRUIT FLIES COME FOR ME!


Christmas is approaching with it's dread trudge - day after day more people commit suicide, but not me. Some wine it takes years to age. HOBO WINE takes six or seven days.... All you need is sugar and yeast (and water, of course).
        Buy some kind of cheap juice. Make sure there are no preservatives. (That kills the yeast)
Lots of sugar you need, also.... In a 2 liter container throw in about HALF A POUND OF SUGAR... and handfuls of fresh yeast.
       The yeast I have this year is about 2 years old (quick rising stuff, I use... but I'm told not to use it.) I was sitting gapping out in front of the televison, or maybe I was staring at my boots for 12 hours, or the wall, I can stare at that also.
And an explosion came from the kitchen. Last year's brew blew the cap off it's container and a few pints of liquid hit the ceiling. That got me moving...
       I thought I was under attack, but that's another story.


                     *****

The composer Schumann  (sp?) said that the angels gave him melodies at night... But in the morning devils kept telling him what a sinner he was.
           I know what he means... but I'm not admitting anything!

                  *****

Three women I know visited a nasty bushman to see if he was still alive. They discovered, not only was he alive, his garbage appeared to be, also. It was in the same corner of his cabin it had been in the year before.
        Jane asked: "Why don't you throw out your garbage? There's a whole bunch of fruit flies over there!"
        He said: "If I throw out the garbage, the fruit flies come for me!"