Thursday, October 29, 2009

Pumpkin' Carvin', 2009

It was once again time for our annual pumpkin carving festivities. Arsen and Brigitte came across town, and Wendy, Anna, and Lexi came over from next door.

But first, a beagle haiku:


Lexi and Katie:
Two beagles, separated
Only by species.

There were also some pre-carving birthday presents for Monique, the birthday girl!

A skoosh ball from Lexi!



An angel from Anna!


And a beautiful orange scarf/wrap from Paris, thanks to the fashionable gifting of the Parets of Pontoon Pirates fame.

Now, on to the pumpkins!


Wendy and Anna.


Katie and Lexi, still beagling around.


Lexi takes an interest in things human, with Brigitte.


Be careful, or Arsen will spoon you next!


This year's crop!


In the dark!


Happy Halloween, everybody!

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Home-Hop Stout

And now a little photo-documentary of our most recent adventure in homebrewing, The Home-Hop Stout. The dream of The Home-Hop Stout began with a trip to the Sunshine Herb Farm in Commerce this Spring when we saw that they had some Cascade hop plants for sale. We took two little hoplings home and planted them by our door. First-year hop plants don't usually produce much in the way of hops, but ours put out a little crop that we thought just might do nicely to flavor a batch of stout.


We began with a pound of chocolate barley malt in the big vat. After it had been soaked and sparged we added a couple of large (1.5 kg) cans of dark barley malt.


Boil, boil, toil and trouble
Brew a stout with darkness double!


The next step was to add the bittering hops. These weren't actually from our home plant, but were instead pellets that I bought from a local homebrew supply shop. We boiled them in the wort for about an hour.


Homebrewing involves lots and lots of cleanup, here demonstrated by our lovely model with her lovely sponge.


Here we see our home hops. We divided them into two batches, one of which we added with about 15 minutes left in the boil, then added another batch just before the end, so as to infuse lots of delicate aromatics to our mix.


Into the pot they go! I have no idea why I look as if I'm trying to tame lions here. I usually don't look like that until after I drink the beer.


After the lovely home-hoppiness was properly infused, into the cooling tub went the wort vat. Once it was cool enough...


... we put all 5.5 gallons of wort in our brewing bucket, pitched the yeast, added the top and airlock, and set it aside, so that the little yeasties could work their magic.


Then John got to contribute his share to the cleanup.

About a week later, the little yeasties had indeed done their work. We were ready to bottle!


Monique is the true hero of the bottling. She cleaned and sterilized all the bottles while John was off running errands (among which, in my defense, was fetching more bottle caps.)


We added a bit of corn sugar to prime the beer, so that it would carbonate in the bottles. Then we racked the brew out of our fermentation bucket and into Mr. Beer. Mr. Beer is our little 2-1/2 gallon brewing vat, but it's handy for bottling because it has a spigot on the bottom.


Monique filled the bottles with some help from Katie the Beagle.


John capped the bottles ...


... and the next thing you know, slightly more than two cases of stout were bottled and ready for just a smidge more aging until they're ready to drink.

The preliminary uncapping comes Thursday night when we carve pumpkins for Halloween, though we expect to save most of it up for Thanksgiving week. The preliminary sampling was extremely yummy, so waiting until then might be the biggest challenge of the whole process.

Hopes are high for the home-hopped hooch!

Monday, October 26, 2009

The Weekly Colts Update in Beagle Haiku Form

Do Beagles Dream of Eclectic Bleats?

Colts turn Rams to goats!
But no noisy ungulates
Wake Kate the Beagle.

--Mary Campbell-Droze


I believe our intrepid Indianapolis Colts haikuist is trying to say that game was a real snoozer that smelled like an old goat.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

The Gray Lady with a Gray Saturday Sunrise

I woke up well before sunrise this morning, which isn't as remarkable an accomplishment as it may sound, since the sun rose at 7:55 am today. Nonetheless, it's a bit unusual for a renowned late-nightnik like me. But after a long, busy week, I was flat-out bushed last night, went up to bed at 10:30, and fell to sleep almost immediately.

I woke up at seven, refreshed and ready to meet the day, only to find that the day had not shown up at all. In fact, it showed every sign of being tardy, since it was dark and wet outside, with only a far-off streetlight to light my way as a shuffled out to the curb to pick up our Saturday New York Times. I fired up the coffepot, sat at the table with a cup of coffee and the paper, and kept an eye out for the approaching dawn as I enjoyed the unusual luxury of a free morning with some time for a nice quiet read of the news.

There were a few genuinely interesting and unusual stories in there, and I'd like to recommend a couple:

From the obituaries: Ignacio Ponseti, Hero to Many With Clubfoot, Dies at 95.

Ponsetti was a surgeon for the Loyalist side in the Spanish Civil War who made his way to America, specialized in orthopedics, and developed a non-surgical intervention for children with clubfeet that is both less invasive and more successful than surgical correction. The treatment was generally scorned by surgeons for decades, but eventually became the preferred treatment, has helped thousands of children worldwide, and has been especially valuable in underdeveloped countries where it can help children at a much lower cost. He died Tuesday of a stroke while working in his office at the age of 95.

An extraordinary life.

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While we're visiting the obituaries, I should also at least mention the obituary for Soupy Sales: Soupy Sales, Flinger of Pies and Punch Lines, Dies at 83.

I mention it, however, not because Soupy's obituary is as surprisingly gripping as Ponsetti's -- which seems to call for a Hollywood biopic -- but because while I was speaking at last night's Village Appreciation dinner Linda Champagne called out for a moment of silence for Soupy Sales, and I failed to think of the appropriate response in time. To make amends, I present it now: "I believe the situation calls instead for a memorial pie in the face."

Sorry, Soupy. You deserved better quick-wittedness of me. You surely would have delivered it.

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Another very interesting story came in the sports section: N.F.L. Data Reinforces Dementia Links.

The available data shows that former NFL players suffer dementia at a rate four or five times the average, probably as a result of repeated blows to the head. Since I just had a particularly absent-minded week and suffered more than my own share of concussions in my own football career, I've been following the developing news on this point with great interest. This is particularly noteworthy because the NFL is just the tip of the iceberg in terms of football and head injuries. Only about a thousand players at a time play in the NFL, and as a group those players surely suffer the most concentrated series of blows to the brain. But tens of thousands of players play college football every year, and hundreds of thousands of boys play high school football. And concussions, often repeated concussions, happen at all of those levels.

I seem to recall (but then again, is my recollection trustworthy, given my concussion history?) that back in the 1980s the NCAA had an imposed limit of five reported and diagnosed concussions. And I do remember at least a couple of players on our team at Cornell who hit that limit and were forcibly retired while I was there. But that total of five only included reported and diagnosed concussions, and I am sure that many more went undiagnosed than were diagnosed, including my own. A concussion is a traumatic brain injury and the evidence continues that mount that acute traumatic brain injuries have serious long-term effects.

While the current debate seems to center on NFL players, it won't be long until somebody decides to start studying former college and high school players. I'll be very interested to see what they discover.

If football is indeed making large numbers of American males dumber it would at least explain the longstanding success of Jackass on MTV.

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Also worth your read in this morning's paper: The Saturday Profile: From U.S. to Africa, With a Fortune and a Tractor.

Howard G. Buffett, a corn farmer and the son of billionaire investor Warren Buffet, is shifting his philanthropical efforts in Africa from wildlife to people. Warren Buffett's efforts to teach his children philanthropy as they grew up is one of the interesting features of this article. I was also struck at the end of the article by Howard Buffett's description of the plight of some Africans in conflict zones.

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In the more "newsy" news there were a couple of items that I think support by own take on what's happening in Washington these days, so I reckon I'll mention them, too, with a useful quote or two below in italics.

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More support for my theory that the Congressional end-game in health-insurance reform will involve putting the "public option" into the House/Senate reconciliation bill, which will only need 50 votes to pass the Senate: Pelosi Intensifies Pressure for Public Health Plan.

Ms. Pelosi said that in shaping the House bill, she was already thinking about “the endgame.” If the two chambers pass disparate bills, as Democrats expect, negotiators from the House and the Senate would try to reconcile the differences.

When it appeared that the Senate bill might not have any government insurance plan, Ms. Pelosi said, it was essential for the House to pass a strong public option, as a counterweight to the Senate. Now, she said, she will consider an alternative favored by some centrist Democrats, who contend that the government plan should not set prices but negotiate payment rates with doctors and hospitals, as private insurers do.

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If anybody's wondering about the benefits of multilateral negotiations, treating the international community with respect, or even Obama's Nobel Peace Prize, here's an article to cite: NATO Ministers Endorse Wider Afghan Effort.

Defense ministers from NATO on Friday endorsed the ambitious counterinsurgency strategy for Afghanistan proposed by Gen. Stanley A. McChrystal, giving new impetus to his recommendation to pour more troops into the eight-year-old war.

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The United Nations special representative for Afghanistan, Kai Eide, who also flew to the Slovakian capital to meet the ministers, stressed that “additional international troops are required.” He also told the allies, “This cannot be a U.S.-only enterprise.”


It's a mistake to distill a complicated mess like Afghanistan into a single sentence. Nonetheless, I shall do so: international cooperation is more effective than unilateral aggression.

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And finally, I would steer you all to this column from the Business section (Talking Business: Short Memories at Goldman) lest you think that Wall Street learned some humility from the 2008 economic crisis. But frankly, I don't think anybody believes that Wall Street learned any humility from the 2008 economic crisis.

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The sun did eventually rise this morning, or so I suppose, since the darkness outside has now gained a lighter shade of grey. No delicate pinks and salmon clouds with tweeting birdsong, this sunrise: it has instead been an affair better suited to damp possums and sullen mallards. Nonetheless, I shall move on with my Saturday. Enjoy your weekend, everybody, and I hope that you find your next visit with your newspaper as interesting as I found my own this morning.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Why yes, I was tired when I got home.

My remote and I
accomplished as much tonight
as the sweet beagle.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Are Lassie or Rin-Tin-Tin "Featured Topics" at Wordpress? I think not.

I have no idea how this sort of thing happens, but Katie the Beagle is now a featured topic page over at Wordpress. My plan for beagle-haiku world domination continues right on pace.

From: Arsen Darnay
Subject: More on Beagle-Haiku Juggernaut

Now WordPress, the platform provider for LaMarotte, has created a special page. It is here:

Blogs about: Katie The Beagle.

It features a single blog, rather than, as usually, hundreds, but this is certainly a sign of your Monopoly.

Check it out. These don't last long...

--Arsen

Our Beagle Haiku Business Model Continues to Grow

I begin to see the real appeal in gathering our content at "the revolutionary price-point of free." Sticking to this payment plan for our contributors allows us to bring in new talent with no incremental budget increases here at Patio Boat Beagle-Haiku Headquarters.

With Mary Campbell-Droze slacking off on her Beagle/Colts haiku beat this week because Indianapolis had a bye week, we turn to a new contributor:

From: S Kelsch
Subject: beagle haiku

Hi John-Long time listener, first time caller. I was checking the patio boat blog the other day only minutes after I had fired up my new vacuum for the first time. It was whirring away in the living room, and I considered the juxtaposition. I came up with this beagle haiku, I hope it makes the cut.

What does beagle-kind
think of this device?
Friend, foe, or rabbit?
Roomba.

--Sue Kelsch


To which I say:

Well done, Sue! Not only have you pushed the parameters of haiku by cleverly and appropriately shifting your 17 syllables across four lines, but you have also done so within budget and on time. The Patio Boat World-Class Beagle-Haiku Juggernaut thanks you.

This got me thinking about mechanical rabbits, which led to thoughts of the dog track:

The greyhound chases
The mechanical rabbit.
The beagle tracks it.