I know, let’s talk about something I haven’t talked about lately. Bourbon. Well at least Jack. I know, it’s technically not bourbon, but is made like bourbon, except for the charcoal filtering process. I had a few of them yesterday, on my birthday. Yes it still tastes as good as I remember. I just love the feel of it in my mouth as I swirl it around. It’s that perfect kind of feel; you have to have experienced this to know what I’m talking about. The taste is unmistakable. Sooty, kind of dry, yet a nice finish. Yum. I’ve missed that taste and that lovely whisky buzz you get when it rushes to your head. But I must say that after not having any “mash” in quite a while I was surprised that I didn’t choke on the fist sip. Guess old habit die slowly.
Mark gave me a small bottle of Jack for my birthday and we had a nice toast to my elderly statesman form. (Now that’s a bunch of crap, statesman, Ha Ha) Yup another year and you can call me am old fart… Be careful of the Fart …Ha Ha!
Gees something else I haven’t talked about lately is a good cigar. Well I haven’t had one lately either. But again, Mark a week or so ago gave me three cigars he picked up when he was in Florida. I have them in a nice humidified state till the weather gets nice and I can go outside and smoke one. Most likely not. I like to breath more then smoke a cigar but maybe when my bud Art comes home in the summer, we can smoke one…
Speaking of Art, he’ll be home this weekend. He might have a present for me. A bottle of Green Label Jack. If not, no big thing. We’ll just have to finish off my little bottle of Jack.
Ta Ta For F’n Now
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