Mises

I'm often reminded that beauty is in the little things...little things like the scent of a flower or the purr of a Penny. I don't disagree. I find beauty in small things like the tiny bubbles in a pint of hefeweizen drifting to the top of the glass, all meeting in a gorgeous frothy white head. But there are wonderful little things that are not beautiful. A stack of 100 dollar bills is relatively little. But I think there is a bit of wonder required for true beauty. Is a sunset or an historic painting just a bit more awe inspiring because of its mystery? I know beer is. I'll never figure it out, so it shall ever lose its beauty. The more I consume, the lesser a chance I'll ever figure it out. It's the perfect spiral.
But then there are questions...is everything mysterious beautiful? Hell no. Also, does solving a mystery make it less beautiful? I don't know. I do think the greatest mysteries are the ones I haven't been able to solve but keep trying because they are so damn beautiful I can't resist. No, not just brewing. I think music falls into that category. Women. The Austrian School of economics. Paulian libertarianism.
So, I did grab a homebrew last night and derive one way to remove my cast. My removal procedure was shot down immediately. I will be calling the doctor tomorrow to make an appointment. Tomorrow I plan to learn more about Ludwig Von Mises. Baby steps - I'm still proud of myself for actually posting my third blog.