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Alden said:
Rule 6. There is no Rule 6.
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A Monty Python fan if ever I saw one, but rule #4 should have been "I don't want to catch anybody not drinking." And now for something completely different...

The Meadmakers Song (adapted for GotMeads highest posting members with apologies to Monty Python and Norskersword who got bumped by the ever missing ThirstyViking... artistic license dude! ;) )

Pewter in a rant is a real piss-ant who is very rarely stable.
Brewbear, Brewbear is a boozy beggar who can think you under the table.
Dmntd claims to out-consume even Oskaar when he's tricksy.
And Jmattioli is a meady swine who is just as sloshed as Vicky.
There's nothing McFeely couldn't teach 'ya 'bout the raising of the wrist.
Byathread, himself, is permanently pissed.
David Baldwin still, of his own free will, after half a pint of Sack is particularly ill.
Wrathwilde, they say, can stick it away, half a crate of Acerglyn every day!
Mynx and Jab are buggers for the bottle,
and Miriam is fond of sheychar dvash.
Lostnbronx is a drunken Ox:
"I drink, therefore I'm sauced."
Yes, ThirstyViking himself is particularly missed;
JoeM's a lovely little thinker, but a bugger when he's pissed.

Right, now let's get some Sheilas.

Wrathwilde
 
Hedgehog's Somewhat Draconian Meadery Rules:
#1. Never EVER will the phrase "Ew, it smells like beer." be uttered.
#2. Never EVER will the phrase "Ew, it tastes like beer." be uttered either.
#3. Letting out a blood curdling shriek due to a microscopic spider in the next
time zone while anyone is pouring large quantities very HOT honey based
liquids is expressly forbidden.
#4. Dipping fingers into the brand new 5 pound jar of rare varietal honey "just
to taste it" is also forbidden, and said fingers are forfeit to later mentioned
killer yeast.
#5. #6 and #8.5 drilled rubber stoppers DO NOT make for a great game of
marbles on the sidewalk.
#6. A circle of one gallon glass jugs is not the hillbilly version of a combination
drum set and tuba section.

**If any two or more of above are repeatedly broken, especially rules # 1 and 2, the offenders will be fed to the killer yeasts. ;) http://home.earthlink.net/~garnish/art/killeryeasts-1a.jpg

hedgehog
 
Maybe not a rule but a guiding principle as reply...

No, that mead's not for drinking... it's for aging. But hey, you're not getting any younger so let's open it now... priorities before priorities, beauty always comes first when I'm on the job. ::) ;) :P ;D

Wrathwilde (bored but having fun with dialog)
 
/bows I AM in fact a bit of a bugger for the bottle.

(I love that song so much)...

Dont have many rules as yet in the meadery (such as it is) ... course I do all my brewing when I'm home alone to minimize anything.

Couple that come to mind (some of which are beer related, since I'm making alot of that lately):

#1 Cats will be banished from the kitchen while Mynx is brewing/making mead. She's got spindly arms and doesnt need to trip over a hungry feline while hauling a 5 gallon pot of hot wort.
#2 The first batch of any beer in a series will be a stout.
#3 You are more than welcome to my mead. Offerings to the honey pot are appreciated (not dirty! I have an old honey jar I keep money I've saved/allotted for mead/beer in).

I'm sure this list will increase as I get more space... :D
 
Something else that needs to be put firmly under control when visitors view the carboys:

"Please don't ask who is going to drink all this wine. You are either implying I'm an alcoholic, or hinting that you want to take some bottles home. In either case, you will have offended me."

;D
 
Mynx said:
#3 You are more than welcome to my mead. Offerings to the honey pot are appreciated (not dirty! I have an old honey jar I keep money I've saved/allotted for mead/beer in).
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:o

A "honey pot" in the NWT is a covered bucket in which household waste is stored. Every morning, somebody from the municipality comes by to pick up the full honey pot and drop off a new empty clean one.

The kind of waste I'm talking about can easily be imagined, especially if you know that most communities don't have sewers and septic tanks are impractical that far north due to the soil freezing.
 
Ah yes the euphamistic Honey Pot... I caught that too... ;D

The local municipality collection vehicle aka the Honey Wagon...


BTW, Wrathwilde... You weren't peeking into my basement the other night while I was sampling a bit of that sack-gone-nuclear mead...were you...??? ;D


David Baldwin
 
Funnily, I knew the term too, in the human waste context. Round Vancouver...well, in Chilliwack specifically, they use liquified chicken and pig sh*t to fertilize the fields...dispensed by the euphemistically termed "honey spreaders".
 
Wrathwilde said:
Pewter in a rant is a real piss-ant who is very rarely stable.
Brewbear, Brewbear is a boozy beggar who can think you under the table.
Dmntd claims to out-consume even Oskaar when he's tricksy.
And Jmattioli is a meady swine who is just as sloshed as Vicky.
There's nothing McFeely couldn't teach 'ya 'bout the raising of the wrist.
Byathread, himself, is permanently pissed.
David Baldwin still, of his own free will, after half a pint of Sack is particularly ill.
Wrathwilde, they say, can stick it away, half a crate of Acerglyn every day!
Mynx and Jab are buggers for the bottle,
and Miriam is fond of sheychar dvash.
Lostnbronx is a drunken Ox:
"I drink, therefore I'm sauced."
Yes, ThirstyViking himself is particularly missed;
JoeM's a lovely little thinker, but a bugger when he's pissed.
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Dan McFeeley said:
[responding to Wrathwilde]
(tents fingers, imitating Oskaar) Excellent!
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Mynx said:
/bows I AM in fact a bit of a bugger for the bottle.
(I love that song so much)...
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David Baldwin said:
BTW, Wrathwilde... You weren't peeking into my basement the other night while I was sampling a bit of that sack-gone-nuclear mead...were you...??? ;D
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I tried to place everyone in the most appropriate sections of the song for them, Pewter got his placement for the Sulfite thread that wouldn't die. But Lostnbronx got a raw deal because I couldn't really get his handle to fit in any other way. But it's all in fun so no harm done. Just updated his line to Ox... that works better.

Wrathwilde
 
Question for Miriam

Miriam,

I changed your line to yeyin dvash. What does dvash rhyme with? Does it sound like Ash or wash or something else entirely? I figured it was a closer rhyme to wash.

Wrathwilde
 
1) Relax, make some mead.
2) Relax, drink some mead
3) ”The bleach is burning my hands!” …relax your skin will regrow.
4) “I think I contaminated the must!” …get the HELL OUT!...and then relax.
5) Relax.
 
Re: Question for Miriam

Wrathwilde said:
Miriam,

I changed your line to yeyin dvash. What does dvash rhyme with? Does it sound like Ash or wash or something else entirely? I figured it was a closer rhyme to wash.

Wrathwilde
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Wrathwilde,

Your intuition was right, "dvash" rhymes with "wash". The poem, like mead, keeps improving with time. :D

...I was amused the other day when my husband and his Talmud study partner, who were covering a section of law on the making of wines, asked me to show them mead, and tell them how it's produced, and what Maimonides meant when he was talking about "apple wine". (My husband doesn't drink and wouldn't know mead from cider or a grape varietal.) They were intrigued by my pumpkin mead in the works, but the star was the New Moon Mead, which could have been made back in Maimonides' time, I guess: c.e. 1135—1204. How would I know what Maimonides meant, there are dozens of variations on apple drinks... but I delivered quite a lecture on mead-making.

Anyway, it appears that there is a difference of opinion as to the correct name for mead in Hebrew; "yayin" may refer to grape wines only, while "sheychar" (the "ch" is gutteral, as in German) covers most other wines and "sheychar dvash" would be mead. Oy, I'm getting a headache. Anyway if in modern Hebrew you say "yayin dvash", people understand what you mean.

Miriam, educating the Israeli public one glass at a time
 
Miriam,

The Meadmakers Song is adapted from the Philosophers Song by Monty Python, listen to the original here...

http://www.adelaide.edu.au/library/guide/hum/philosophy/philos_song.au

The Philosophers Song

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.

Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.

David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel,

And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.

There's nothing Nietzche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.

John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.

Plato, they say, could stick it away--
Half a crate of whisky every day.

Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.
Hobbes was fond of his dram,

And René Descartes was a drunken fart.
'I drink, therefore I am.'

Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,
A lovely little thinker,
But a bugger when he's pissed.

Wrathwilde
 
WW,

Maybe I could challenge you to turn the song around and use it to say something positive about everyone...

JMat has a recipe that anyone can make...

Vicki provides a place for free where all of us can meet...

Miriam provides wisdom from half way around the world on neat things like herbs and petals...

McFeeley brings the wisdom of years and contributes even in places like the Calontir listserve...

Oskaar brings a ton of experience from a background of winemakers...

Others bring smiles and enthusiasm and tons of good things...

And so on...

Calling names is so easy. Building up and encouraging is tough...

Just a thought,
Pewter
 
Pewter_of_Deodar said:
WW,

Maybe I could challenge you to turn the song around and use it to say something positive about everyone...

JMat has a recipe that anyone can make...

Vicki provides a place for free where all of us can meet...

Miriam provides wisdom from half way around the world on neat things like herbs and petals...

McFeeley brings the wisdom of years and contributes even in places like the Calontir listserve...

Oskaar brings a ton of experience from a background of winemakers...

Others bring smiles and enthusiasm and tons of good things...

And so on...

Calling names is so easy. Building up and encouraging is tough...

Just a thought,
Pewter
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Yeah, but being familiar with the original song, I'd find it rather flattering to be (say) the Socrates of the mead world. (Okay, Socrates is a bad example, because he's something of an asshole as well as being a brilliant thinker, but you get the idea.)
 
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