Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Announcing October's inevitably spooktacular Fermentation Friday

That my strange sense of compulsion was deep and overwhelming is shewn by its conquest of my fear. No rational motive could have drawn me on after that hideous suspicion of prints and the creeping dream-memories it excited. Yet my right hand, even as it shook with fright, still twitched rhythmically in its eagerness to turn a lock it hoped to find. Before I knew it I was past the heap of lately fallen cases and running on tiptoe through aisles of utterly unbroken dust toward a point which I seemed to know morbidly, horribly well...*
Your beer cellar, perhaps?

October 31st marks this month's entry in homebrew blogging's monthly Fermentation Friday carnival, one that we're lucky to be hosting here at Pfiff! Lucky, that is, because despite all attempts to otherwise fashion a unique, creative topic around which we could all gather and warm our hands by like some big psychic bonfire of brilliance (attempts that failed, repeatedly), it's of no use anyway. Trying to avoid the obvious was like trying to steer light out of a black hole. Lucky, because it's Halloween, kids. Which leads us to the obvious theme for this month: It's time for y'all to whip out your best homebrewing horror stories. Extra points for tales of woe told in true campfire fashion, and head straight to the front of the class for a bonus handful of candy corn if there's a deliciously ironic twist in the end. If there's one experience we're certain is common to anyone who's ever homebrewed, it's a disastrous tale worth sharing in order to scare the hell out of other homebrewers.

Hopefully we can all learn valuable lessons from these wretched homebrewing legends. Or not. Send along your submissions on Samhain either to or by posting a comment in this here blog post. I'll plan on wrapping up the roundup on Saturday, November 1st in order to provide you with a megadose of terror. Until then, beware!

* H.P. Lovecraft, The Shadow Out of Time

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Blogger Adam said...

...and there it stood. A foot or two tall spewing a stench so vile I barely noticed the white patches of fur where none should be. I fell to the floor sobbing deeply for my hideous creation. All that suffering at the hands of billions of invisible demon creatures...

8:32 PM  
Blogger David said...

"...and there it stood. A foot or two tall spewing a stench so vile I barely noticed the white patches of fur where none should be. I fell to the floor sobbing deeply for my hideous creation. All that suffering at the hands of billions of invisible demon creatures..."

Dude, epic. . . .

5:48 AM  
Blogger Jonathan said...

It's going to be hard to top Adam, but this one time, at band camp...

We were brewing a hefeweizen. All was going well. Then, as we were cooling the wort, we took a temperature reading. And our thermometer broke, scattering tiny gray balls of toxic fury into the wort. We had spent so much time on the beer, it seemed a waste to toss it. So we fermented it anyway and just assumed that the balls weren't mercury.

We're all still alive. And stupid.

9:26 AM  
Blogger Keith Brainard said...

Those balls were lead. ;>

Oh and my story is here.

6:18 PM  
Blogger Adam said...

The beginnings of my confessions...

8:46 PM  
Blogger Thomas said...

At Geistbear Brewing

http://geistbear.blogware.com/blog/_archives/2008/10/31/3955185.html

9:32 PM  
Blogger Brewmaster Matt said...

Here is my post for the month.
http://aworldofbrews.blogspot.com/2008/10/fermentation-friday-homebrewing-horror.html

Thanks for hosting!!
GISBREWMASTER

1:58 AM  
Blogger Andy said...

Me post here.

Does it help to use Frankenstein's monster's grammar?

10:33 AM  
Blogger Damon said...

My tale is The Terror that Infects the Noble Spirit. I had a lot of fun writing it.

1:41 PM  

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