Sunday, January 14, 2007

bottle caps

What is that?

Those are the bottle caps from my favorite beer.  It is an amber ale made by the Fischer brewing company in Alsace, France.  It is a French beer but could have easily have been considered a German beer had things gone differently in World War I and II.  The ownership of the area it comes from has been contested since Charlemagne.  Also, it is an area where High German not French is spoken according to Wikipedia.  I would like to think that I enjoy a german beer not a french one.  This is because I don't think the French have a reputation for good beer. 

Anyway,  I took the picture cause the image struck me as, well, different.  It is common to see like things together. But bottle tops?  What happened is that my dad who is the world's most motivated recycler was told that he would have to remove the bottle tops from the bottles to redeem the glass.  The tops are a dense plastic stopper with a rubber seal which connects to the bottle with a metal clip.  My dad seperates the tops now from the bottles before he takes them to recycling.  But he can't bring himself to throw away the tops.  Hence, he has started tying them aroung this gate post.  The result is this hive of bottle tops which simultaeneously endear my father to me in a comical way and remind me that I drink too much. 

I uploaded another picture today (when you look at my picture you will see that it is 1 of 2) for this blog because it is indicative of how my life is going.  In this picture I am fixing a flat tire.  That's my life right now!  No forward progress just taking care of the things that will convey me into my future.

Hope everything is well.  I, by the way, am suffering through my third cold in 5 months.  It's just not like me to get sick so often.  The last time I was this sickly was before a major transition.  Change is scary, I think?

 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

As many of us know, German breweries were the foundation of the Mexican industry, as well as that in Milwaukee, Wis, which for a long time was the center of German migration in the US.  Figure.

If we want good beer in the US, now we have to go to micro-breweries.  It was not always that way, my grandparents told me.  

Everyone reading this is welcome to join my My Space group (mysintheband I think is what it is--people do this for me) and get music, which is also on my website at www.bdlove.org which links to my creative writing club website on the links button.   Music, poetry, stuff  Erick knows about because he's been there.  

We are blessed to have him as our friend.  Smart, real smart, real decent man.