99 bottles of beer on the wall...

so...i'm making beer...at home. my other half is making wine, so why the repeat? making beer takes several things. 1. money 2. a beer kit 3. muscles. i never thought a beer kit would have been so expensive, but i got two sets of hops, two different liquid malts and three packets of dry malt some books, plastic buckets, a glass carboy, and a ton of other things.

 

so when i first started with the kit, i decided to do it upstairs in the hallway. the instructions say that it should be in a temp that was around 68-70 degrees and me, thinking the hallway would be cool enough, left it there for the first 24 hours. came home from work the second day and found it like, bubbling out of the sides of the plastic lid, which was put on very tightly in my opinion because i actually sat on it to close it. started to take the anti-lock off of it (a thing that lets bubbles escape out of the jar) which was already filled with other things than water and it exploded and began raining its poop on me!!! it was everywhere. on the stairs, on the landing, in my HAIR. it smelled like someone had thrown up and it looked like ten thousand kids had really dirty noses and picked them all at once around me. i determined after much panic, that it must have been too hot upstairs and it was driving the yeast crazy. so i used my muscles and moved the 6 gallons of beer & co down the damn stairs and in the kitchen. thought it was going to be good. nope. this time the entire lid popped off and shot the anti-lock somewhere and more poop scattered but on the wall this time. but i wasn't home, and my aunt had to clean up. hehehe. not funny, but sorta kinda. now it's at the sitting-waiting stage. four weeks to be exact.