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Sunday, October 12, 2003
Scotch
So I have to admit, now that the Laphroaig is mostly gone, I like the stuff. I think I had to get over my natural disinclination toward Scotch, which reasserts itself every time I stop drinking Scotch for a while. And the most recent bottle of Scotch I bought was Teacher’s, which is my usual cheap Scotch, and I don’t really like it very much. I like the non-round bottle, however.
After the initial, “Why does this whiskey taste funny?” problem with Scotches, I can settle in, and I must say to you, I am liking this Islay malt. More peat, please!
The thing is, when can I be rich enough to enjoy good liquor all the time? The thing is, I already buy expensive liquor all the time. I just shouldn’t. So far I’ve been holding the line at moderately expensive: Stoli, not Chopin; Turkey, not Booker’s; etc. And I make sure to buy only Mr. Boston’s Chartreuse.
Maybe this is all bullshit. The thing is, nobody loves me like books, CDs, and booze love me. So I think I’m reformed; no more cheating myself when it comes to top-class reclusion.
by Jack, October 12, 2003 7:46 PM
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