Drinking is getting too confusing. How you noticed how the bourbon/whiskey distillers have multiple choices on the shelves? Used to be a bottle of Jim Beam was a bottle of Jim Beam. Likewise, a bottle of Jack was a bottle of Jack. Simple enough.
Now we have selections of apple, honey, and Lord knows what else bourbons and whiskeys. I have tried and rejected about all of them. I'll still drink old-style JB, but my fav is JB Black. No secret there. I've also taken a liking to JB "Pre-Prohibition" rye. I wasn't aware that the rye recipe changed after the Prohibition days.
So I'm at the store, perusing the whiskey aisle, and there is a display of Jim Beam "Repeal Batch--Non-Chilled Filtered" bourbon. I have no idea what "Non-cold filtered" means but it was on sale for $8.95 a fifth. Heck, a teetotaler couldn't pass that up. And you know what? It ain't bad! I should go back and pick up a few more bottles.
Watching TV tonight and a couple ads came on from Bayer. You know, the aspirin people from Germany, though they make a ton of other things, too.
Their new tagline is "This is why we science."
Which irritates the living :vs_poop: out of me. Before they tell my why they "science", I want them to learn how to "English" first.
Later, on second thought...
"This is why we science" actually does have the verb at the end. In this case, "science" is a noun that's been verbed (used as a verb).
So it really is a very Germanic statement. Or maybe something said by Yoda.
The holiday season is upon us . . . officially.
I'm having peppermint-mocha coffee and a fresh slice of fruitcake. :haus7: The diet is ruined for the day.
1 cup water
1 cup sugar
4 large eggs
2 cups dried fruit
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. salt
1 cup brown sugar
bottle of whiskey
Sample the whiskey to check for quality. Take a large bowl. Check the whiskey again. To be sure it is the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink. Repeat.
Turn on the electric mixer, beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar and beat again. Make sure the whiskey is still okay. Cry another tup.
Turn off the mixer. Break two leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers pry it loose with a drewscriver. Sample the whiskey to check for tonsisticity.
Sift two cups of salt. Or something. Who cares? Check the whiskey.
Now sift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Spoon. Of sugar or something. Whatever you can find. Grease the oven. Turn the cake tin to 350 degrees. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Throw the bowl out of the window, check the whiskey again and sleep well.
Count on the NFL to screw it up. Instead of giving him a "try out", they should have banned him for life. The guy is primadonna and a back-up QB at best.