Wonder whatever happened to that other intelligence dude - what was his name - Ed Wilson? Not sure. But he was a loose cannon in the arms merchant world whilst serving with the CIA. Had way too much fun as an arms merchant and last we heard he was drinking margaritas in Libya.

I've had the kitchen for a year now. Designed to cook beer just as easily as a steak. Today I pulled out and inspected all the brewing supplies. Went down to the local supply house and replenished the hops and yeast. Barring unforeseen circumstances looks like next Sunday is brew day. Gone without my favorite beer too long - though it'll be winter or possibly next summer before I can taste the finished product. It's an all day affair, or I would've done it today. The supply shop doesn't open until noon. Pretty much have to have all the malt ground and the kettle heating up by 9AM or it ain't gonna' happen.

I've got the to-do list shrinking again. Found a print shop that's open on Sunday. Good. Rental contract forms are done. Only had about five left. Started clearing space in the garage and I know this doesn't seem to be related but bear with me. This brought me face-to-face once again with the giant weed patch on the north side of the house that never completely got landscaped. Oh and the reason why this is tied to the garage is because that's where I've got another ton or two of concrete and brick from where work stopped last fall. At least I raked up all the dead weeds, but that will have to wait. Stuck with the concrete sacks in the garage for now. Haven't had the nerve to check the sacks in the storage shed. It's not 100% weatherproof. Figure they've all turned to rock.