Burton salts post kegging

Brewers note: You can boil up Burton salts and add them to the keg. I just did it, and although palette fatigue set in a couple beers ago, I can certainly vouch for its effectiveness. As a matter of fact, the beer will probably taste awfully hard and mineraly over corn flakes tomorrow morning. I boiled up 5 gallons worth and added half to the gallon of Winter Ale that is left in the fridge. (mmm if i do say so myself)

On a more whimsical note, remember the demons are after you as always. They hunt you down and will stop at nothing. Their goal: To crush your dreams. And, they are succeeding. They hold their pinky finger high and casually twirl it in a circle, winding up the strands of your soul in an ever greater ball of yarn before setting it aflame and hurling it onto the blazing pile. The inferno rages as they dance, each contributing their spoils as the perimeter expands to escape the overpowering but irresistible heat. The comets are ever streaming to the center.

You stand at a distance in the last whispers of the heat, close enough for a hint of warmth, far enough to shiver slightly. You hold much fuel for their celebration, but burn it with care. The more you sell, the closer you must approach to their tempting riot. If your ashes rise high enough they will find you. Your weapon is your stash, your humble assembly, and the sovereign power you wield over it. Your shiver is accompanied with purpose and grace while the flames reach ever higher in the distance.

A stray comet bounces to your feet and you throw your shirt over it to smother the flames. You hold it up and hand it to its grateful owner who approaches in distress and gratitude. Once you hadn't thought to charge for the service. Now it is accompanied with thoughts of charity, a disturbing notion. You feel the warmth approach and again reposition your sphere. You know they will one day overpower you and wonder what fate you will choose.