The Glenlivet

My wife gave me a bottle of Scotch for my birthday because (a) I like it, and (b) the protagonist in my upcoming novel likes it.

Trying to be frugal, Lesa and I usually get each other a cool birthday card and when time permits, go out to dinner. But this year is different and it’s not because I’m now old enough to have a Medicare card. (See the latest Morning Satirical News satire.)

2009 is special because the release date of Jock Stewart and the Missing Sea of Fire is also this month. It was supposed to be today, but printer delays have pushed the release into next week. That’s okay, though an August 12th double hitter would have been nice.

My birthday has been grey and rainy, but that’s great because after a wet spring, the drought has been trying to sneak back into north Georgia again. It’s been a good day to read and in a little while perhaps, pour several fingers of a single malt whisky into a glass and celebrate the moment along with Pablo Picasso’s sentiment that “It takes a long time to grow young.”

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