Be warned: I'm too depressed for jokes right now.
I went down to take a gravity reading on the hefewitten tonight, to see if I might be able to bottle soon. I was greeted by an ominous cluster of mold colonies around the lid.
I opened the lid. I started kicking the bucket. I cursed a lot.
I blame the no chill method. Those Aussies may have it down, but I sure don't. Something probably got in before I pitched the yeast. Those lucky bastards were the only ones who got to drink it.
My next batch will have to be something to get my mojo back. I just want to scream at the top of my lungs right now.