Tuesday, February 26, 2008

How do I love my 16 year old...Scotch? Let me count the ways...

Well, my BFF got married in a very large southern state. It was a good time. A bunch of us flew in from the north, the west & the east. One of the guys I haven't seen in about 2 yrs. It was good to see him. The rest I got to see at Xmas '07, but it's rare for any of us to spend more than a few days together in one place, especially in w/o annoying family commitments of one kind or another. The groom I've know since '83. Most of the others I've known since grade school, or middle school at the least. We've all been pretty tight for getting on 20 yrs or more. Most of us still communicate on a pretty frequent basis, although that seems to decrease w/ having a spouse & even more so with a child. It seems that there aren't many people that can say that they still have a friend from grade school that they see or at least speak to on a regular basis & still consider them to be in their "inner circle." I have 5. & I have one that I started hanging out w/ in Jr. High when he was in high school. I consider myself to be one of the luckiest people alive when I think about that.
Now on to my point. While on this trip, at our bachelor party dinner, I sampled something that heretofore has remained under my radar. That to which I refer is likely, thinks I, what is truly Ambrosia, the Nectar of the Gods: Scotch Whiskey (http://www.scotchwhisky.net/malt/oban.htm). Specifically 14 year old Oban Scotch Whiskey. Drinking this wondrous beverage was to me the closest thing to actually being able to make love with your mouth, if by accomplishing that feat it was the best sex imaginable, and it was truly an unforgettable experience.
Now, we were at a Brazilian steak house, and already had sampled a few different delectable dishes and I suppose that the Scotch blended well with the various meats that I was sampling. Regardless, the smoothness, the pure precision of each and every carefully crafted sip aged over 14 years in Oban, Scotland. It's been made there since 1794! Can you imagine? More than 300 years of precision Scotch craftsmanship! Delicious.
I could go on...and on...and on. I don't even like hard liquor under normal circumstances. All I can say is that I didn't care much for the city that I visited, but I got to see my best friend commit himself to his life partner...and I fell in love with beautiful blond 14 year old...Scotch. It was indeed a time that will be remembered. That, and on February 23, 2008, one of us took the biggest dump he's ever taken and that's what that day will be remembered for.

That is all

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