Simple pleasures

[plural]

Tonight I have crossed the line
from an optimist to a pessimist

perhaps not entirely in seriousness
but if my glass says so then it must be true

and a glass containing
twenty two year old scotch
is rarely if ever mistaken

and since I am curious I have made this handy poll

[Poll #75627]

I have been thinking
about using scotch as a guide for dating
using it as an age line

i.e.

you must be at least this old to ride this ride
[which is convenient as well]
[cause I can always tap a younger bottle]
[should I want to tap a younger filly]

back to my original comment
I have this glass which I adore

the glass is from Italy
shaped like an oversized shot glass
and contains about six ounces of liquor
when filled

now granted it is the size and shape
which I appreciate most

it is perfect for gulping down
obscene amounts of liquor in one sitting
while
this is not my activity tonight
it still among my favorites

the glass is solid and clear
the only markings
a white line encircling it
somewhere about the middle

with the words

Ottimista
above the line

and

Pessimista
below the line

the idea of course is that it is bad form
to allow a glass to fall below the line
and should be rapidly refilled
whenever that becomes a danger

hence the ease at which
one can consume such quantities

of course
it is hard not to be pessimistic
when drinking so fine a scotch
as
one realizes a little too quickly

that this elixir contains more
depth and strength of character
than
the vast majority of people out there

that this simple drink
is a better human than most of you
is it any wonder

that alcohol seems preferable
to human interaction?

I think not

I however am not an alcoholic
I just drink like one
*wink*

Comments

Re:

[vaguerant.livejournal.com]

My computer had been commandeered.

While I myself have had good scotch, and I was able to determine what made it good, I would say that the purely natural revulsion the body has for fermented poisons completely overrides any nuance in flavor. One has to choose to ignore this revulsion -- either for the benefits of intoxication, or for the social praise.

But, as I drink constantly, and as I love coffee, which is itself an acquired taste, I would agree with you that one can actually taste the difference.

[plural.livejournal.com]

perhaps
my initial exposure to such poisons
was at a young enough age
for me not to remember any external pressures

I only remember wanting more

and since then
have never looked back