I need some west coast time

[demiurgent]

My cousin Vicki's playing the Cosmopolitan Cafe in San Francisco a couple of nights this coming month. The Cosmopolitan is exactly the kind of club they do well in Seattle and the Bay Area and don't do at all in Maine or New Hampshire. If there's ever a point when I miss the Pacific Northwest, it's when I get a yen to go out, drink pink liquid in martini glasses and listen to live Jazz standards.

I was going to try to swing by to see Vicki when I did my yearly California pilgrimage this year, but the day job wouldn't let the pilgrimage happen. So, next year I'm going to have to make a point of it, my host willing. We'll probably need a full day in San Francisco. For one thing, I have passes to the Museum of Cartoon Art now -- hey, I can't get many of the perks for membership on this coast. Seems to me I should take advantage of the perks I can get.

I'm finishing up some pay copy right now, but mostly it's a bright, sunny, crisp autumn day in New England and there's nothing to do but breathe in and play MP3s of jazz. I'd make a drink, but I have absolutely none of the ingredients or the glass for an appropriate lounge drink. You don't drink Laphroig and listen to jazz. You drink Laphroig and curse the British for turning back Bonny Prince Charlie. Besides, Scotch works better on winter nights.

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[mckenzee.livejournal.com]

If it's next fall, I'll hang out with you. I'm in Paris till January, North Carolina in the spring, but I should be moving back to the Bay in the autumn.

[demiurgent.livejournal.com]

It's typically a Memorial Day thing. So it'll have to be the year after that we clink glasses. But the great thing is, there will still be glasses to clink.

[undauntra.livejournal.com]

Laphroig? Dear god, you like peat much?

[demiurgent.livejournal.com]

I have Talisker for nights when I want to be urbane. But Laphroig is there for the days when I want my Scotch to beat me within an inch of my life.

You'll recall I drink lapsong souchong tea, too.

Vile, vile stuff

[dansr.livejournal.com]

You and sunpony should talk scotch...

we've got Ardbeg (10 year) in the house and Glen Morangie burgandy wood finish. OMG.. most vile stuff in the word, IMO.

One day remind me to tell you the story about when we were on our honeymoon and we went to Odd Bins in Sterling and sunpony got to taste several vile things (that you would probably have loved, and he did love), including the Ardbeg 17 year. Then there was the duty free stop on our way back from the same trip. ::laughing:: It's a very cool thing in Scotland. When you go to the larger off-markets they will let you taste-test the alcohol. ::grin::

Then again, give me a nice Wagner ice wine or even better, mead. Or even MUCH better, Manischewitz heavy grape magdala. Oh yeah... that's the stuff. ::happy sigh:: Then the Goddess of Perk is in her happy place :)

[rabbi-thor.livejournal.com]

Laphroig. Lovely, hearty, peaty Laphroig.

Why do I have no Laphroig in my house? Why?

[demiurgent.livejournal.com]

'cause you're, like, a wussboy.

Wussboy!

(Yes, I'm many hours away before I'm willing to say that to Frank. Why do you ask?)

[wednesday]

Oy. I had a friend once who pretty much lived on Laphraoig and cigs for several months. And possibly coffee; I don't recall.

Then he got a kidney infection.

I don't *think* they were related, but one never knows.

[demiurgent.livejournal.com]

Well, on the one hand, it's hard to believe organisms could survive in his blood with Laphroig sliding along with. On the other, months of that much peat slamming his kidneys couldn't have helped.