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Toashty is Mr Toast a friend visiting from Spain ..see below 'sniktaWP' site for a shot of Mr Toast :O)
Left to right, top to bottom:
Glenmorangie 18 Extremely Rare,
Bush Mills 21 Madeira Finish,
The Glenlivet Nadura
Glengyone 17 Year Old,
Laphroaig 18 Year Old,
Glenmorangie Lasanta,
Jameson 18 Year Old Limited Release,
The Macallan Select Oak 1824,
Johnnie Walker Blue Label,
The Macallan 18 Year Old,
Glenfiddich 21 Year Old,
Aberfledy 21 Year Old,
Glenfiddich 18 Year Old,
The Macallan 18 Year Old Fine Oak,
The Macallan 21 Year Old Fine Oak,
The Macallan 15 Year Old Fine Oak,
The Glenlivet 18 Year Old,
The Balvenie 21 Year Old Portwood,
Highland Park 18 Year Old,
Chivas Regal 'Royal Salute' 21 Year Old,
Dewars 18 Year Old Founders Reserve,
Johnnie Walker Gold Label 18 Year Old,
The Glenlivet 12 Year Old
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I bought this bottle of Scotch the day of my first marriage. The day I bought it, it was already 12 years old and that was in 1997; next year this scotch will be 30 years old, which is probably a great age for such a bottle. When my marriage broke apart, this was one of the first things I packed because at the time I wasn’t in the mood to see my wife and my best friend share the bottle together. Ahhh, I’m glad I let that bitterness go!
I was originally going to open this for my 25-year anniversary but that marriage lasted only 2.5 years. I thought about opening it when my daughter graduated high school- or when she was married- or when I had my first grandchild- or when I bought my first house… I keep trying to find a good reason to celebrate and open this but nothing comes to mind… surly there’s a great reason to celebrate out there???
Theme: Musings And Ramblings
Year Six Of My 365 Project
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been busy for this product shoot....
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Broads Used:
Foam & Flashlight
Gears:
Nikon D300
Sigma 105 Macro Lens
Fotografía Publicitaria | Chivas Regal 12 Años
Fotógrafia y edición: Pablo Sarlo
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“I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer…”
One Burbon, One Scotch, and One Beer: George Thorogood, George Thorogood
What could this song be about? Hummm…
The live version of this song is a lot of fun to listen and play along to… and all I can say is thank God alcohol never gripped me like this story!
*** Artist Notes ***
1 Burbon… 1 Scotch… and 1 Beer
Lyrics:
Wanna tell you a story About the house-man blues
I come home one Friday Had to tell the landlady I'da lost my job
She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent And out the door I went…
So I goes to the landlady I said you let me slide?
I'll have the rent for you in a month Next I don't know
So said let me slide it on I notice when I come home in the evening
She ain't got nothing nice to say to me But for five year she was so nice
Loh' she was lovy-dovy I come home one particular evening
The landlady said you got the rent money yet?
I said no, can't find no job Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent
She said I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job
Said I seen you today you was standin' on a corner Leaning up against a post
I said but I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day
She said that don't concern me long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent And out the door I went…
So I go down the streets Down to my good friend's house
I said look man I'm outdoors you know
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?
He said let me go and ask my wife
He come out of the house I could see it in his face
I know that was no He said I don't know man
ah she kinda funny, you know I said I know,
everybody funny, now you funny too
So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job,
I'm gonna pay the rent She said yeah? I said oh yeah
And then she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-howlin' about the front rent,
She'll be lucky to get any back rent
She ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people
I go to the bar, I ring my coat,
I call the bartender Said look man, come down here,
he got down there So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain't seen my baby
since I don't know when
I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
But I'm sitting now at the bar
I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow
I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer
Looked down the bar, Here come the bartender
I said look man, come down here
So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last
Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed
Gonna get high man I ain't had enough
Need me a triple shot of that stuff
Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Now by this time I'm plenty high
You know when your mouth a-getting dry
you're plenty high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said look man, come down here,
he got down there So what you want this time?
I said look man, a-what time is it?
He said the clock on the wall
say three o'clock Last call for alcohol,
so what you need?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since
a nigh' and a week Gotta get drunk man
till I can't even speak Gonna get high man
listen to me One drink ain't enough
Jack you better make it three
I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Beith is situated in the Garnock Valley, North Ayrshire, Scotland. I was heading past Kilbirnie Loch on my way to Glasgow and spotted this impressive sky. My Canon was in the car boot so rather than miss the sky I grabbed the shot with my iPhone.
The warehouses on the right are bonded whisky warehouses. Further up the road I came across a Chivas Regal whisky lorry. Guess where it came from?
Chivas Regal workshop, Mumbai, India December 10, 2011: Vertical portrait of David Abraham under colored lights, renowned Indian textiles designer, partner in Abraham & Thakore with cigerette holder
model: martin
make up/styling: manuela/martin
music: monster magnet
guitar: not mine
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See album description - I share quite a few memories of my past marriage, which I hope shows that it was a defining turning point in my life, and nothing more. I am not hung up on the memory or the pain, and I reflect often with a strange sense of happiness over the things that I suffered because they made me grow and mature; they also sparked a new path in my journey in this life.
I have found that the best thing to do with a memory that brings you pain is to turn it into something that brings you happiness. For example I bought a new guitar on the anniversary of my sister’s death, and now I will have a happy memory on that day as well as a sad memory on the day. The glass is (almost) always half full with me, so there you go.
With that being said, I purchased this bottle of alcohol the day I married my now ex wife. My thought process was that when we celebrated our twenty-fifth anniversary we would have this bottle of scotch- which would then be a thirty-eight year old bottle of scotch. What can I say, I am a sentimental romantic.
When the divorce went through… or when I found out about the affair, I packed up everything I could fit in a car before she came back from spending the weekend at his house- including this bottle. My theory was “I’ll be damned if I let her share this bottle, toasting their affair with this jerk.” At the time, yes- I was pretty bitter. I was bitter because I was hurt- because I really wanted to work things out. I really, really wanted to work things out. At the time my self esteem and my view of my self-worth was the size of a peanut. Thank God that has changed!
A few weeks later, after countless emails going her way, pleading for her to work things out, I packed everything that she and I had collected over the years. I took the pictures we’d made, all the jewelry, and yes- this bottle. I packed it all in a box and told her very politely “I will not be the one to throw our life away. You are going to have to be the one to toss all the memories away.” Great theory, right? Who could literally throw away so many sentimental things with the flip of a coin, especially from someone who never raised their hand- nor voice… who would do anything to work things out…
That night I drove by her house and saw the box sitting outside on the curb- ready to be thrown away. I remember the gut-dropping feeling when I saw the box. Apparently she was the kind of person who could just throw years away without feeling or remorse. It was one of the coldest slaps in the face I had ever received. I got out of my car… flipped my cigarette into the night air… picked up the bottle of scotch and drove off. That was the bad memory.
As it just so happens my daughter Chelsea will be graduating next year… the bottle of scotch will be turning twenty five years old. And I now have the perfect way to toast her off onto her new life. No, I imagine she will not be drinking any of this… but I know I will. It will be my way of sending off the past hurt with a pleasant memory. I may even have to open that bottle in the glorious city of Las Vegas!
bajai szexi lányok, sexy bajai csajok, bajai buli, bajai kávézó, randiplacc Baja, Cafe, kávézó, kávézó Baja, lounge, szórakozás Baja Halászpart, Daniels Café Baján
“Bad habits cause failure. Identify the habits holding you back and make a decision to crush them. The mentally tough mind is like a flourishing garden, and bad habits are the weeds that suffocate it. Watering the flowers without killing the weeds is an act of self-delusion.”
Borrowed this bottle from my neighbor who got this as a present.
Check out other pictures of Chivas at Picturejockey
141/365 Tuesday 2nd December 2008
A collection of 'states' I could've been in... and a collection of dust...
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