Come on, Roger, bring it to Houston!

Channel 13 did a story on the Primms as well. These two could be in jail for up to 99 years! I have no idea how anybody could think they might get away with this kind of theft. It's not like nobody they were stealing from knew their names. Ridiculous!

The sad thing is, I would've recommended them to anybody wanting a pool.  I guess, since they used to work with Karen, maybe they treated us better than the rest.

Here's a link to the Fox 26 story.

Brought to you by the My Cage duo of Ed Power and Melissa DeJesus, the first eight pages of Dracula vs Santa will make you wish for a ninth.  Especially if you've just finished reading Watchmen.

Look!  Up there under the Beer menu.  See that new line?  It says RSF Merchandise.  Click on it and be miraculously transported to my little place on Zazzle.com.

Hey, the country needs an economic makeover, so do your part by getting yourself a brand new Randy Stoat t-shirt.  President Obama will thank you.  Your friends will appreciate the new sense of style you have at your command as they wait in line behind you at the gas station while you pay for your week's worth of lotto tickets, Red Bull and Jagermeister.  Most of all, I'll thank you for my half-cent cut of Zazzle's profits.  While you're there, go ahead and treat yourself to a frosted mug so you can pound down those RB&J cocktails in style.

You are a winner, my friend, and the whole world should be able to tell at a glance.  With clothes and other merchandise from Randy Stoat Femtobrewery, there are no more excuses.

Please read this.  It is just right on!  I’m sure nothing will come of it, but damn it sure feels good to see that somebody else is thinking the same things I do.  The only thing I’d change right away would be to send it to my state and local governments as well.  Why hold them harmless?

I’m going to make sure everyone who claims to be my representative gets a copy of it, too.  Even if you won’t read it, some lackey in their office should.  Maybe one of them will see it and think a revolution is in the offing and show it to their boss.  Maybe one of them will feel shame for a tenth of a second.

Oh, who am I kidding?

Write your representatives, too.

• The White House: http://www.whitehouse.gov/contact/
• US House https://writerep.house.gov/writerep/welcome.shtml
• US Senate http://www.senate.gov/general/contact_information/senators_cfm.cfm
• Texas reps: http://www.fyi.legis.state.tx.us/

Use Google to find your local thieving bastard representatives.

I’ve added a recipe page to the site.  It has the Irish Stout recipe from below in both BeerSmith and plain text formats.  I’ll upload some new (actually, they’d be older) recipes in the near future.

I racked my latest brew from the primary fermenter to the secondary fermenter, yesterday.  The final gravity is 1.015, giving it about 5.3% alcohol by volume.  It tastes pretty gosh-darn good and I’m glad I added that little bit of acidulated malt to the recipe.  I’ll let it sit for at least another week to clear out and then keg it.

Here’s the recipe:

RSF Dry Stout (April 2009 KGB Meeting KOM)

The other day I was walking around the house with an odd song in my head.  When it dawned on me what I was singing, I realized it was from a cartoon I haven’t seen for something like 40 years.  The thing that amazed me was that I still remembered all of the lyrics.  I was pretty sure I had some wrong because, who would think that the song would really say, “Softness in his eyes; Iron in his thighs…”  I was sure that was wrong, but nope, check it out.  Here’s the whole song (ref):

Hercules, hero of song and story
Hercules, winner of ancient glory
Fighting for the right
Fighting with his might
With the strength of ten
Ordinary men

Hercules, people are safe when near him
Hercules,only the evil fear him
Softness in his eyes
Iron in his thighs
Virtue in his heart
Fire in every part
Of the mighty Hercules!

I have no idea what triggered the memory of that song — probably some short string of notes from the tv that approximated a piece of the Hercules tune.  The thing that really scares me about this is that this is something I haven’t even thought about in decades.  What if this song is the last thing flowing through my addled brain when I’m 105 years old and drooling strained peas all down my robe?  Over and over and over…  The nurses will hear my strained rendition of it from down the hall and know that, “Dangit! Old Man Rogerson hasn’t kicked the bucket, yet.”

Hey, you’ve got to be remembered for something, don’t you?

Here’s one episode I found on YouTube.  The animation is laughably horrible and reminded me of Clutch Cargo, another ancient memory from my early days.  Enjoy!