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And so the song remains the same.

Tuesday, June 5th, 2007

So my little sister is in Australia again, this time she will be interning for her masters program for the summer. Unfortunately my international travel plans have been put on hold this year so I am envious of her. I am sure she will have a fantastic time. Things here are about as they always are, albeit a little bit cleaner and quieter somedays. I am rapidly approaching burnout so I went ahead and scheduled a week off which I plan to use laying about accomplishing as little as possible, though I do have to clean the house up a bit. My friendship with Carla is improving bit by bit and I remain motivated to ensure it remains that way. I nearly feel able to claim that I have forgiven myself, though there are still dark moments in my heart I am feeling much better. Tomorrow will be 7 months since we broke up. I had stopped counting.

macallan 12 year
In other unrelated but equally important news I bought a bottle of Macallan 12 year old single malt highland scotch whisky. It came recommended from a friend and co-worker so I figured it was a worthy investment since I have finished yet another bottle of the Glenlivet that I had been drinking. Initial impressions are good however and it was fairly reasonable at the local liquor emporium.

Oh well, off to watch more Babylon 5 and then to bed with me. I hope everyone is enjoying their summer so far, it is shaping up to be a scorcher here in good old Rochester.

I don’t usually link to other journals but…

Wednesday, May 9th, 2007

This is amusing to me as social commentary, and as a representative of the awful affect that the DMCA has on our society. I think we’ve gone too far at this point and I really hope that we can figure that out and fix it before the land of the free and the home of the brave degrades into a complete and utter joke.

http://rachelhyman.blogspot.com/2007/05/regarding-fake-ids.html

Also the fact that this is even plausable is scary:
http://www.freedom-to-tinker.com/?p=1155

In other news, I saw Spiderman 3 last night, it was good in spite of the emo haircut they gave bad-Peter. I then proceeded to drink too much Scotch and go to sleep way too late. That Ardbeg stuff is pretty damn good, it’s lighter colored than I would have expected from the nose and the flavour, but hell it’s tasty.

Whoever throught of putting slips of paper inside of cookies was a genius.

Sunday, April 1st, 2007

Fortune as found inside a cookieNot a whole lot to say about this last week. A whole lot of stress filled crap went down at work that is mostly over with and doesn’t matter anymore. I spent time with Carla which for the most part made me smile, and even the bits that didn’t
make me smile were not that bad. I know we’ve got a long way to go but it feels like we’re laying a good foundation of understanding and trust that I hope we can continue to build on until we have a friendship that is even better than before. She showed me one of the ideas for the drawing I’m having her do for above the head of my bed and it’s really pretty. I can’t wait to see it done, her ideas for mixing up the media a little bit instead of just doing the ink and markers like she does for most of her stuff is really exciting me.

Carla and IIn other news that I’m sure no one cares about we bought a new vacuum cleaner for the house which I promptly filled up since our last one died about 2 weeks ago. It is amazing the amount of dust and crap that accumulates in this place with just the two of us living here. I sometimes wonder if one or both of us have a cloud following us around like Pigpen from ‘Peanuts’ that just sinks into the carpets or something. Oh well, stink cloud or not the house is once again mostly clean, though the front foyer could use some mopping and scrubbing to get all the salt from the winter bleh up.

So while I’m waiting for Carla to call me so we can figure out what we’re going to do today I figured I’d finally break into the bottle of Ardbeg I bought a few weeks back. My first impressions of the whisky is that it has a very similar nose to it as the Laphroaig, which is a super good sign. It’s a little less smoke initially but it certainly hits you. A touch of water brings out the smoke a little bit more. The flavours are a little bit more subdued than the Laphroaig but it finishes with a strong oak and smoke smell that crawls up the back of your throat into your nose where it lingers for a bit. All in all not a bad Islay malt. I’m very pleased with it. It is a lighter color than the Laphroaig, closer to the golden color of the Glenlivet that I’ve been drinking. For a 10 year old it has less burn that I would expect. All hail the Islay Malts!

Three Months

Tuesday, February 6th, 2007

Laphroaig Single Islay Malt 15 YearToday is the three month anniversary of the end of my relationship with my (now) ex. The second to last night she still lived with me we broke open my two new bottles of scotch (the Laphroaig and the GLENROTHES) and each shared a glass. It meant a lot to me, to get to share the scotch with someone I love. So today, to mark the occasion I am indulging in a glass of the Laphroaig to commemorate the occasion, though it may be an unhappy one it is still an important date in my life.

“May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”

I miss you and I love you. You are my best friend. This is for you.

Every day is a winding road…

Thursday, January 11th, 2007

So last night was a pretty good night. I helped her pack for a few hours and got most of our bedroom done which is something that I’ve been trying to do for like a year now. Heh. It wasn’t too bad either. After that we went and ate dinner at Tully’s and chatted a bit. Once we got back I cracked open my two new bottles of scotch and I convinced her to share some with me. It really meant a lot to me that I got to share something I love (scotch) with someone I love (her) as sort of a parting ritual.

Laphroaig 15 year Single Islay Malt Scotch Whisky
So I gave her the choice of which she wanted and (I am so proud!) she chose the Laphroaig 15y Islay Single Malt! I warned her that this is bound to be a woody, peaty bastard. And boy did it not disapoint! It started off dry and smoky, like charcoal and peat and then warmed up and developed the salty sea taste that defines the Laphroaig. The finish was smooth and warm, it stayed with you for a while but didn’t burn like younger scotches would. All in all it was fantastic. She remarked that “it’s not bad, but I can see how it is an aquired taste” to which I giggled and opened the bottle of GLENROTHES. The GLENROTHES I’m on the fence about still. She liked it more than the Laphroaig which I can understand because it is much more mild on your palate. It has sort of a fruity middle and a mild quiet finish. I am certainly not taken with it right away like I was the Laphroaig but it is quite good in its own right.

Of course since I drank my glass of the Laphroaig as well as hers and most of her glass of the GLENROTHES along with a pretty large Guinness over dinner I was pretty well lit last night which lead to some rather candid banter. It was good times and I have a lot of faith that we will make it. Maybe not together, that is still to be seen, but we will make it and I still firmly believe that I personally wouldn’t change a thing.

Everyone should share good scotch with someone they care about, it makes the world a better place!

More exploration into Scotch

Friday, December 29th, 2006

So jrrs and I went to a place called Premier Liquor in Kenmore NY, just outside of Buffalo today. He picked up a whole bunch of sake’ and I picked up 2 bottles of Scotch.

GLENROTHES 13 year Limited Release and
Laphroaig 15 year Single Malt

I am psyhced. I can’t wait to break into the super-peaty goodness.

In another scotch related bemusement, it seems that for Christmas her father brought up a bottle of Laphroaig 10 year cask strength for everyone to share. I always thought her dad had good taste!
Too bad she doesn’t like scotch.

Pictures and reviews tomorrow when I break open at least one of them.