The bad news is. . . there is a worldwide single malt scotch shortage. I read it today in the Times. Blame it on the Chinese. I am going to have to quit drinking. I already hate paying the price. All the good old things are disappearing. There are plenty of good new things, but why can't I have them all?
Now there is something I'd like to clear up right away. I have big hands. Really big hands. Nobody has ever accused me of having small hands. Mine are truly big and beautifully shaped. Just saying. In case the republicans are looking for someone with good hands.
I will be going out of town for the weekend and probably won't post. I haven't gone anywhere for a while because my old cat is getting frail and finicky. I will only go for a few days, but I worry about her. That's the way it is when you have an animal.
Other than the lack of scotch and my really big hands, I don't have much to say. Oh, except, I am excited to see this movie (link). And that last night, I played some Dan Hicks and the Hot Licks for Ili. While others were listening to Grand Funk Railroad or Led Zeplin, I was listening to this. Yup. Always been cool.