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I got a bug in my Photoshop; it kept crapping out partway through this image. I’m going to see flying monkeys in my dreams for real.

Never mind. Whisky now.

What kind/brand of whiskey? Do you mix anything with your whiskey or drink straight out of the bottle 😉

I don’t drink whisky every day. But I usually treat myself to a dram on Fridays and other special occasions.

I’ve done a bit of a tour of British whiskies over the years, thanks to an inspired series of Christmas presents. So far my favorite, year after year, is Glenmorangie. There are more famous whiskies and more expensive ones, but fans of Glenmorangie are fierce.

There’s a man I worked with for 20 years and never could abide. He recently retired, after which he discovered I was a Glenmorangie drinker. He said he wouldn’t have been such an asshole to me all these years if he’d known. It’s that good.

A real whisky snob would say to drink it straight or with a bit of purest mountain spring water to “open it up.” Okay. Whatever. I pour a measured jigger over a few small chips of ice (made from tapwater! The horror!).

If I’d known you drank decent single-malts I never would have said all those bad things about you. No! Wait…

G-M is really good stuff.

But…as far as I am concerned, if you aren’t drinking Laphroaig, then you’re just drinking scotch. Not only will Laphroaig put hair on your chest, it then proceeds to pluck it out – strand by strand. Its so mind-blastingly horrid and intense…its great. I love seeing the look on folks faces when they sample it. One guy I knew bought some and swore the bottle was spoiled.

I will grant that Talisker is pretty good for a rowdy night on the town. Oban is tapwater. But its good mellow tapwater.

I, too, break down my Precious with little chips of ice. It made me the man I was before now.

Ever had that black scotch? Cardu? Glen Cardu?

Its good on vanilla ice cream. Don’t laugh. Its true. BTW: that is ALL its good for.

Neat monkeys! When I was a kid I loved those li’l asshats.

Trivia: what are the words to the monkey-guard song in the witches’ castle? You know:

Ooh-weee-oohh! Be-oooohh – oh!

There is no icecream but vanilla icecream, and Mohammed is His Prophet.

Wait.

What?

Gracious – that’s pricey stuff! My parental units both drink scotch too, but the more pedestrian brands. The Maternal Unit likes Chivas Regal, the Paternal Unit likes Dewar’s. I only drink it occasionally.

Mmmm, bourbon.

Wish I had some.

Rock Hill Farms

Dewars is not bad stuff at all, IMHO. Its about as close to a s-m as you can get, I think.

Weasel – how big is a dram? You’re fading.

Makers Mark. Good bourbon.

Oh, and lest y’all single malters sniff derisively too much at pedestrian scotch – how about a shot of this?

Oh, my ordinary tipple is the cheapest of vodkas. I get one nice big bottle of Glenmorangie for Christmas every year and I manage to make it last until the next Christmas. Anyhow, after the first couple of nips, whisky shaves all the hair off your tastebuds, anyhow, so you might as well switch to Sterno for your third.

Yeah, I always turn in early. As soon as the alcohol reaches the sweet spot, I decamp upstairs to watch DVDs on my laptop.

Bonanza! No, not big B Bonananza. I mean, bonanza: they were selling “camp classic” DVD’s at the supermarket yesterday for three bucks each. I got Little Shop of Horrors and House on Haunted Hill and some cartoons and stuff…

Sounds like you drink scotch the way I do. I was given a bottle of vat-strength Macallan for xmas and it lasted 14 months – and not because it was bad. It was very good.

That’s all true about the chest hair and tongue. But with Laphroaig, you can watch it happen.

The only reason I centered on s-m scotches is that the tastes aren’t complicated. IIRC, there are only 4 flavors involved: smoke, peat, malt, and sherry/oak. I can’t drink bourbon anymore because it tastes like I swallowed an entire symphony orchestra of taste. I confuse easily.

I love “so-bad-its-good” B-movies, especially many of the 50’s/60/s sci-fi and horror flicks. Not only are the storylines dumb, the cold-war bias, chauvinism, national-, gender- and racial-stereotyping, journalistic idiocy, etc are so explicitely “assumed” it is both horrifying and hilarious.

They make quite an amusing statement about the hollywood and society and values of the times. They’re like WWII action flicks in this regard.

How do you drink the vodka Weasel? I’ve got two kids, so my mixer tends to be of the Hi-C, Kool-Aid, Sunny-D variety (ripping open a juice-box without spilling is an art).

I must say that Sunny-D + Smirnoff is crazy delicious.

I don’t have the Weasel and Steamboat willpower…If I have a fine bottle of anything, I’ll hit it pretty much every night once or twice ’till it’s gone.

Yeah, I won’t keep booze that I like in the house because it’s too easy to have that first drink. And then, blammo.

I could drink a bottle of bourbon in two nights, no problemo.

Beer is safe, though. It can live in my fridge for months.

I can’t believe I read all that. It’s like a bathroom break at A.A.

True story: toward the end of her life, my mom used to go to AA meetings to meet guys. Let’s just draw a veil over that, shall we?

I’ve certainly heard of Laphroaig. I’ve heard it tastes like medicine; it’s the iodine from the…peat, I guess. The problem with sampling a lot of whiskies is that they don’t bottle them in small quantities. You have to spend $50 to find out if you love it or hate it. That makes it scary to try something famously nasty like Laphroaig. The exception is Christmas, when they sometimes package nips of good whiskies for presents. The cost per ounce is stupid, but at least you aren’t making a half-Franklin commitment to the unknown.

I’d probably like Laphroaig. I like painful beverages. Vodka and tonic is my current drink. Before that, I drank vodka with a shot of Tobasco. Loved that. Then I read that it’s called an “abortion shot” and that kinda ruined it for me. Staring down into a cloudy red beverage thinking “abortion” every time. Meh. Buzzkill.

Before that, it was vodka martinis. That’s what I call it when you splash ice cold raw vodka over an olive. I keep my bottle in the freezer. I loved power-sucking the pimientos. You put your finger over the star-shaped butt of the olive and draw on it, then release your finger suddenly. It makes a very satisfying sfthappp. Sadly, you cannot blow a pimiento out of an olive in the other direction. I tried and tried.

Sweet drinks seriously kick off my gag reflex. Probably a sense memory from inept teen drinking days. Somehow, I don’t mind sweet things alongside booze, though. One night, sitting in my armchair, I realized I had a martini in one hand and a grape popsicle in the other and I thought, “yeah. That about sums me up.”

Right. Nap time. I just embarked on an eight mile trail loop and bottled out after four and a half (well, two and a quarter: the four and a half was back to my car). I’ve really lost stamina over the Winter.

Didn’t get my nap, but my Laguiole is ready! Just got a note from the manager hisself. It’ll take about ten days to get here, and the amount I actually pay will be based on the exchange rate (bummer. The euro is flying high at the moment).

Still — new knife!

Dang, now I want vodka. Hmm – bloody mary or screwdriver? I also like it with Squirt soda. I call that drink a “Premature Ejaculation” (’cause of the Squirt).

Oh, we were discussing scotch earlier – I saw a thing on the news a few weeks ago about how scotch is all the new rage in Japan. A popular mixer there is green tea. It seems that Johnny Walker had/or is to build a new distillery to handle the new demand.

Congrats on the knife! Let me know how you like it and what the final cost was. I may pick one up myself. Not that I need any new knives – but, you know.

Laphroaig is indeed wonderfully nasty. To tell a family secret: When I do occasionally drink, I usually have an iced 1/2 shot of Talisker or Lagavulin first to stun my tastebuds into submission. Only then can I handle the full brutality of Laphroaig. I bet you’d like it.

In case you hadn’t noticed, I am partial to the Islay malts.

I’d also heard about the recent Japanese fondness for scotch.

Bloody Mary — isn’t that, basically, an alcoholic salad?

Ooh, what fun–the spammers are holding a convention!

If “Gratuit” isn’t part of the name of the Movie, I simply can’t be bothered to care.

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