Why, Dear God, Why?

They say that every person who has ever tried their hand at brewing beer or making wine dreams of starting a brewery or planting a vineyard. I'll be honest up front - that's me in a nutshell. From the first time my apartment was engulfed in the smell of steeped grains and boiling wort (the basic building blocks of beer), I knew a brewery was in my near future. As further honesty, much of the groundwork for this brewery was laid over *COUGH*several*COUGH* beers with my brother-in-law, but aren't most great revolutions (personal or otherwise) began on their path by way of a pint of beer, a glass of wine, a shot of whiskey, or a smoldering joint? Would the Romans have conquered the world without beer? No. Would Shakespeare have written the story of star-crossed lovers without wine? No. Would Jimi Hendrix have butchered the Star-Spangled Banner, and fanned the flames of a cultural revolution without weed? No. Simply put, the world needs vice, and dammit, I intend to do my part (with beer only, mind you)!

Although I've started on the path already, I intend to use this blog to update "readers" (echo echo echo) on the goings on of the destruction, cleanup and building of the brewery, as well as the current batches in various stages of completion. Hopefully by the end, my brewery, Post Office Brewing Company, will be up and running with a fine collection of patrons, all drunk as skunks.