Mike and the Equipment

The brewhouse is in place and work begins on the glycol lines, final electric, plumbing and finishing touches are put on the time travel chamber.

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It has arrived and Mike begins work!

It’s hard to say what is more important this week.  The fact the brewery equipment arrived or the fact that the work force at The Civil Life grew an astounding 50% in one day.  

So first things first, Mike Bianco was a former employee of mine at 33 and was at the infamous “We should start a brewery,” discussion of March 2008.  Mike has been brewing with Dylan since then and he has one of those steel trap minds rather than a mind like mine that leaks like sieve.  What were we talking about?

Dylan put it best to me once when describing the three of us that make up the beginning of the Civil Life Brewing Company.  Dylan is a brick, I am a brick and Mike is the mortar.  Which now as I write, I realize it is much better said as one can point and say brick, brick, mortar.  Similar childhood games were duck, duck, goose.  

Mike is a detail operations sort of chap and quite frankly it is a relief to have him begin working as we do need some major details worked on.  Some of those major details are somewhat important.  Things like which beers are we going to brew for the opening and where do we install the man behind the curtain, wizard of Oz style to control things.  Mike will also be the mastermind behind our food for our pub.  So when you are eating a tasty sandwich or savoring some of our ever so secret menu items. (So secret no one knows about them yet, including all of us at the Civil Life)

Mike always asks me, “So Jake did you figure it out yet?”  “What Mike?”  “Who’s the best pilot?”  (Top Gun)

To which, I now say, “Well, Mike I am the pilot and were losing altitude, the plane is on fire and we need save it as my eject button is malfunctioning. We need to land the place and get to work to get this place open”

To which Dylan would say, “But Captain the Klingons are approaching.”

To which, Mike would say, “Idiot.”

And that is pretty much how we roll and pretty much another indication that you the reader have just wasted another ten minutes of your life which you could have spent doing something useful like drinking.  Won’t it be nice when you can drink the “Civil Life”

We are working hard on it, sort of.