* Never read
The Big Fella, but I've read her book on Mickey Mantle. For Ruth, I'm sure it's a great book, but I'm not sure what's left to uncover.
note: Mantle, drunk and philanderer as he was, would often sign baseball's for kids with hot moms, and the inscription would be something like "to johnny, best wishes. your mom has great tits and I want to f*** her."
* I posted about seeing a bottle of 23-year for sale for $5,000 on thefacebook Friday, and a certain member of that family saw it, placed a call to the offending retailer, and had the bottle taken off the shelf and re-priced within minutes. Not my intention at all, but certainly cool.
* Economic balls would call it price inelasticity. Prices continue to skyrocket, and not only does the demand stay about the same, but in many cases actually INCREASES. It is rather amusing to see so many historically casual whisky drinkers now become so obsessed with particular hard-to-find brands. For the first 20+ years of your imbibing career, you weren't overly interested in bourbon, but now that it's scarce and priced at a premium you're a diehard fan? Interesting.
* Republicans
love Obamacare, imo. The hypocrisy is overwhelming.
* Turned in my company issued equipment 2 weeks ago, but I'm still technically employed until 1/11. Can't accept a job offer, and can't begin soliciting clients in my new business until then. Just sucks, and I'm getting antsy. In the meantime, if y'all need any good pron recs -- I'm your guy.
* Jemarl Baker. Shew-wee.
* Knocked out a 1:36 half marathon this weekend for a surprising PR. Not particularly rested, I'm 15 pounds off my racing weight, I'm ugly, and my dog hates me. I'll take it, though.
* The "
Die Hard is a Christmas movie" isn't really funny anymore, by the way. Played out. Let's find another seasonal joke, please.