What I do is write contracts, work on documents, give advice, and basically do whatever it takes to get a deal. Once in a while, a deal goes bad and everybody lawyers up. I mean even the lawyers. Finger pointing and well, so much for an honorable profession and all that. This is when litigators enter the scene and they thrive on adversarial situations. Me, I don't like the conflict. I used to deal with it better than I do now. As I get older, I just want to simplify life, so no litigation for me. No drawing lines in the sand, grand standing, bullshitting and all the double talk. I am not moral or more ethical that some other ambulance chaser, I'm just weary of all the bullshit and just call it the way it is. Anyway, enough said.
I knew that I had to snap myself out of this blackest of moods. So, I retreated to the basement, collased into my lazy-boy and reached for some comfort: an over the top, super ridiculous, James Bond film, You Only Live Twice, and my favorite (if I was ever sentenced to a desert island) single malt scotch: Cragganmore 12 years.
The wafer light theme music to "You Only Live Twice" is just the beginning. The absurd plot, with plenty of politically incorrect depictions of women clad in bras and panties fetching James Bond drinks and pouring baths, just demands the viewer to suspend judgment and belief and enjoy the ride! Follow that with some classic lines: "Kill Bond now!" or how about "Goodbye Mr. Bond" as the maniacal evil doer Ernst Stavro Blofeld, a white Persian cat strokin' bad guy, sentences Bond to death, and you gotta recipe for laughter.
|James Bond villain: Ernst Stavro Blofeld|
Well, I am happy to report that my spirits are lifted. I hadn't had a drink of Cragganmore in a long time but it didn't disappoint! I loved it when I was a novice scotch nut, and am happy to report that I still do. A teaspoon of water to a double pour delivers up a classic Speyside malt of honey, heather, smoke and something ethereal that just makes you smile regardless of your situation!
Just remember, all in moderation, and I am certainly not advocaing drinking alone in the basement to deal with a bad mood . . . although I think that is what I just did. Hmm, I guess I am about as politically incorrect as Sean Connery in You Only Live Twice delivering the following opening line: click here. Ok, maybe that crosses the line of poltically correctness and veers head-on into the oncoming traffic of sexism, racism and through the guard rail and off the cliff into the abyss of bad cinema! But hey, just try and laugh anyway and appreciate how far Bond films have come since then.
Thanks for dropping in! Next week, I will review the Tennessee Whiskey, Gentleman Jack.
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