Depending on where you are, we are on the Eve of New Year’s Eve or perhaps it is already New Year’s Eve where you are. This presented me with a bit of a dilemma. I have been posting a series entitled “The Intruder.” I wrote it long ago (1986) and included it in a manual I wrote, which I decided to publish here on Chasing Rabbit Holes.
Here’s the thing. Part 5, the Conclusion, was due to come out on New Year’s Day. However, that meant you might read it drunk or hungover. Mind, my birthday is on March 18, and my entire life has revolved on the same dilemma due to Saint Patrick’s Day being March 17. Nobody wanted to toast me on my birthday because they’d drunk way too much green beer or Jameson’s Whiskey. Or, they had just done their taxes and found out how much they owed the Internal Revenue Service…
I made an executive decision. Part 5, the Conclusion, is coming out tonight at 7:00 p.m. PST or at 1900 hours PDT or on December 31, 2013 at 3:00 a.m. GMT or UTC for you over the ponders. Who says I cannot compromise, eh?
In light of this, I figure a toast of some sort is due. In my family, the men drank Johnnie Walker Black Label. To this day, the smell of Coppertone or Johnnie Walker Black evoke instant images and memories of masculinity, especially of my father. Here’s thing two. I cannot stand the taste of Scotch. It tastes like paint thinner to me and, God knows, I tried to acquire the taste for it if only to participate in those all night sessions of tall tales told into the wee hours and confessions freely denied the next morning. But, and it’s a big but, I love their commercials:
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Dear Hunt, Enjoy your drink of choice and share one with me at the appropriate time. And I shall lift my glass to you. Take care please be safe. Bill
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Thank you, Bill, and to you. I shall be safe because I stay home on New Year’s Eve – me, the dog and the cat. 🙂
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I promised not to imbibe until it was time. Thank you for the time allowance. Ha ha. I was so w.r.o.n.g. I didn’t have a clue no matter how much time I had to collect my what-evers. 🙂
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You’re making laugh, Tess. I came here first before going to look at the comments on The Intruder. More anon….
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Doesn’t matter. Enjoy the slouching in of the New Year. What a sneak. I have almost 12 hours to go before we race for the time clock. See you soon. Enjoy the happy juice. I’m sure I will when it’s time. 😀
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The only way to drink Scotch is icy cold, in tiny sips. There was a period of time where I drank Scotch on the rocks, but I could make a single drink last me an hour!
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Just that one observation could get a roaring debate going,Benze… Grin. – Not from me, but from the people who dearly love scotch.
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My dad used to drink White Label…was that a Johnny Walker whiskey? I remember Black label!
My first drink was Chivas Regal…to me that’s still my pick for whiskey 😀
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That’s one of the best commercials I’ve seen. Interestingly though it started with music that reminded me of a St. Patrick’s Day night I’ll never forget. Still kinda gives me the shakes lol. Also love Robert Carlyle.
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I had one of those “memories” with Tequilla at about 17 – I was introducing the salt and pepper shakers to one another.. Didn’t touch Tequilla for at least 10 years – still kicks my butt.
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Umm, what is it about Tequila that makes one absolutely nutty? How did the shakers get on?
My memory was about being stuck in a train station waiting area where St. Patrick’s Day music was playing all night long, hence the reaction to the tunes lol.
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Not sure re “the shakers.” ? Oh, tunes… sensitive topic with me – grin. One time, I was working in a department store and there was a hell of a sale going on – they played the film score from the Sting ALL day long. At the end, I walked out to my car, and that was the first song playing on the car radio – still can’t hear it today…
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Umm, you said you were introducing the salt and pepper shakers to each other. That’s were the shakers reference came from 🙂
Your department store moment is right in line with my train station experience. Though I really like the music I don’t listen for very long 😉
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Burst out laughing re the shakers reference and how I missed it… 😉
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It’s ok. You probably wanted to forget you had that moment 🙂
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Oh, no, it’s indelible. I spent the entire night worshiping the porcelain goddess, throwing up to Jethro Tull….
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Ewwwww…TMI 😀
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Indeed quite a great ad. Have to say, I’m partial to the taste of scotch. Would rather drink whiskey and bourbon than brandy or vodka or, heaven forbid, wine!
Here in the RS of A, johnny Walker Blue label has become a sore point – it seems to be the drink of choice for the ruling party’s functions – and we get to foot the bill for their excesses…
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You and me on that ad, J. As to the Blue Label, I understand it is very expensive – got to love those politicians and their little perks.
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i saw a picture of one of them washing his hands with it P. That’s just not on. I realise that politicians get rich on the fat of the country’s tax payers, but most of them are not quite as blatant about it as ours are. The lot we have comes across as arrogant teenagers, used to nothing, insistent on everything, and they always knows best.
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Good heavens, maybe it’s a politician virus – they catch from one another.
Washing his hands with Blue Label….? Holy smokes, that’s cause for mayhem.
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now you can see what the furore is about. Waste. When so many of their own people live in want all the days of their lives.
It’s wanton the way they carry on with my hard earned money.
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We are in agreement, my friend. Wanton is the right word.
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