Night fishing by the fire

Still.  Silence.
Plop.
Crank.
Still.  Silence
Crackle.
Pop.
Still.  Silence.
Look at that Star.
That's a plane.
Still. Silence.
Whizzzzzz
Got one.
Crank.
Whizzzzzz
Catfish

Donuts

I love donuts and they love me.  People are always trying to tear us apart.  They don't know what it is like when it is just the two of us.  Donuts really care about me.  They make me feel so good.  People may tell me how bad donuts are for me, but I don't care.

"Donuts will give you a heart attack."
Not my donuts.

"Donuts will make you fat"
My donuts will still love me when I am fat.

"Donuts are just in it for your money."
Well I'm just in it for the donuts.

Pappy Van Winkle

I am spending some Sam Pony time with Pappy tonight. 

I don't know why I want to be a whiskey drinker but I do.  Maybe it's the 1/4 of my genes that originated from Gaelic Country screaming for attention.  Whisky comes from a Gaelic word meaning "water of life."  Who wouldn't want to drink the water of life?  Although I think I may need a new glass to live up to it's definition.  I'm thinking the holy grail from The Last Crusade.

Thankfully my parents were not whisky drinkers so I didn't have any bad experiences as a teenager.  My first real taste of whiskey came from my boyfriend offering me a sip of apple juice.  Hilarious, yes.  Tasty, no.  Since that first experience 5 years ago I have been slowly sipping whiskey. 

Like all of us I have been attaining tastes my whole life.  I acquired my taste for beer through a lot of hard work.  I started at the bottom with kegs and kegs of natural light.  My participation in rugby facilitated my love of beer.  It is tradition for the home team to throw a party after the game for the visitors.   These gatherings involved many boat races, flippy cups and rugby songs.  All of which are very fun and require a lot of beer.  Today I am certified beer snob with a city that supports my snobbery.

My taste for tea was acquire from a visit to a friend's tea garden in India.  My love of coffee was realized while living in Costa Rica for 3 months.  I would love to visit Ireland or Scotland, but I don't think that is in the cards anytime soon. 

I guess I will have to continue spending time with Pappy in Chicago.  I have learned that one classic ice cube (a perfect square) is Pappy's best friend.  I think kissing whiskey by a fire may accelerate my enjoyment of whisky, but that will have to wait until this winter.

Cheers.

Life Pollution

We are afraid and maybe we should be. Our economic growth may be based on fear. I am a strong believe that light pollution is a serious pollution. Stars are beautiful and scary at the same time. They are an unknown that reminds us how small we really are. It is a loss to our everyday life to not be able to see them illuminate in all their glory every night. I live in Chicago and to see the Milky Way a 2 hour car ride is necessary. I understand that crime lurks in darkness, but maybe a loss of human curiousity lurks in the light. Stars are beautiful. Let them shine. Crime occurs. Darkness probably does not cause crime.