As I sit here contemplating ending my week with a glass of Woodford on the rocks…
The beginning of a nice evening.
I think to myself, “Hmm, imagine how much money I’ll save on bourbon if I drop 20 or 30 pounds and my tolerance plummets!”
Hey, there are perks.
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That picture is so badass.
Thanks! Actually it’s about two years old, but I used two of those three things on Friday night. (The two that didn’t require electricity. I left the amp downstairs.)
Seriously though- I am drinking a glass of white wine so bad, I wonder how they got the cat to hover over the lip of the bottle for long enough…
It is my own way of trying to cut down on alcohol.
I had to read that twice before I understood it – HAHAHA!
Took me a second to get it too, but HAHAHAHAH!!
Heh. Love Woodford, although my favorite will always be Jameson. Gentleman Jack is coming in at a close second, though.
Awesome pic. Is it causing the right-hand frame with all the links and stuff to drop below the entries for you guys? It is for me…
Hmmm – it didn’t do anything weird to the screen view for me.
Woodford isn’t my favorite, but it’s definitely good. Since my bud Michael and his gal Eva were here, I’ve finished off a 1.75 of Maker’s and gone through a 750 of Eagle Rare 10-year and a 750 of Elmer T. Lee. Of those, there’s not a slacker in the bunch – particularly, the Elmer gives Maker’s a run for its money. Yum.
The pic isn’t messing with the frame for me in either Firefox or Apple’s Safari browser…
Hey…I have that same guitar! I played in my youth and was in love with Clapton. Hence the sunburst Strat and partially why my daughter is named Leila. Now I lean more toward Jack Johnson and acoustic folky stuff. I haven’t really addressed the alcohol portion of my diet as of yet. My new job isn’t permitting me to drink as much as I did when I was an independent artist, which is good, so I’ve narrowed it down to cocktails on Sunday at the family dinner and then wine with the art group after that. And let me just say that the more I write in this blog, I am starting to realize where my calories are coming from.
Awesome! Clapton is still my 2nd all-time favorite to watch his hands while he plays. (Second to SRV.) That guitar will be old enough to vote next year. It’s a Japanese-made 50’s reissue, and I bought it in the summer of 1992 when I was between my freshman and sophomore year of undergrad.
I went through a phase last year where I was hitting the rum and coke fairly heavily again, but now I’m back to my usual, bourbon on the rocks. On Friday and/or Saturday (or, on rare occasions, weekdays when I’ve busted my butt particularly hard and want to reward myself) I fill an old-fashioned glass nearly full with ice (some crushed, some cube – I grab up all the little ice shards from where we empty the ice trays that way) and then fill the glass to the top of the ice and nurse it over a couple of hours.
I should probably quit drinking to cut out the empty calories, but a guy’s gotta have SOME vices/addictions, right? Besides what the Victorians used to call “the solitary vice, ” that is.
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