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I'm calculating the area under the curve.

I've had the 12- and 18-year McCallan's and found neither much to my liking. The taste reminded me of the first description I ever heard of the taste of scotch as being like what you get when you wring out sweaty gym socks. Never tried that brand of kink, but it fits with my recollections.

Laphroaig prides itself on its sharp test. The distillery sponsored a contest some years ago for the best description of it; the winning entry was "tastes like gas station sushi served on a rusty plate." I wholly disagree with the description but admire its self-deprecating nature.

Yes, the gloss is a nice finish, and it sticks with you.

Laphroaig, hands down. If unavailable, Lagavulin or Ardbeg; all are smoky and peaty and delectable. As a nice change of pace is the golden allure of a Glenlivet 18 year. [BTW, straying from the Scots for the moment, any of the "Spots" Irish whiskies (Green, Yellow, Blue, or Red) are truly the smoothest of any I've sampled!]

I hear Sam Asghari's calendar has opened up.

Cooking?

A Mountain State introduction: "It wouldn't be an authentic West Virginia wedding without a word from the Father of the Bride and Groom."

If you want to know if it's a popular cruising spot, just cross-reference the address with that jurisdiction's on-line arrest log.

A story (unconfirmed) regarding Senator Dirkson: Lyndon Johnson, when both he and Dirkson were Senators, got a call from Dirkson and learned that Everett was calling from his car deliberately to make LBJ jealous. True to form, LBJ went out and had a phone installed in his car the next day. A few days later, Johnson was driving around Washington and saw that Dirkson was ahead of him in traffic. Johnson called Dirkson and told him that he, too, now had a phone in the car. Dirkson congratulated Johnson and told him how much he'd come to love it. Then Dirkson said, "I'm sorry, Lyndon, I've got to go. There's a call on my other line."

No info on him, but Oh My! Oh My, My, My! Beautiful boy, Oh My!

Adults do not sexually abuse children for lack of adult alternatives. They abuse children because of a mental pathology which is resistant to quick or easy remedy. Some men afflicted with the pathology are attracted to the priesthood because it provides both a cloak of respectability as well as easy access to potential victims. Being able to marry will not cure them of the pathology.

I once heard that Monica Lewinsky, after accepting a job to work on the President's staff, completely misunderstood the nature of the work and the whole thing just blew up in her face.

I assume there's a permitting process, even for construction on private land, that will look at issues like this, so those concerns will probably be addressed. In Virginia, after some incident that renewed calls for not displaying Confederate flags, a contrarian put up a 50+ foot flagpole on his own land next to I-95, then hoisted a supersized battle flag of the Army of Northern Virginia (the more commonly seen one, with the blue saltire, or X-cross, emblazoned with white stars on a red field). Except for height restrictions, which this flagpole did not violate, the only other concerns officials could legally press was stability to ensure the pole wouldn't be overturned and fall across the interstate. Otherwise, he could do what he wanted on his own land. I suspect patronage of the business will be the true test of acceptance or rejection, and thus of wisdom or folly.

By way of clarification - the church does not teach that the condition -being homosexual- is sinful, just that homosexual acts are sinful; and I don't mean wearing tight jeans, if that's still a thing. To me, all this is about as relevant and meaningful as Trekkies at a convention discussing the proper conjugation of Klingon nouns; it's all made-up and pointless. Who cares?

Hot body and handsome face. The only problem would be looking up from taking care of his tool and seeing a Bible verse. Sort of a downer.

Love the arms and shoulders, but pics are sparse and info even more so. Without reviews, would need a lot more to engage.

Precisely the point. Augmenting the actor's snout to more closely match the character being portrayed is akin to combing the actor's hair to mimic the style of JFK for the movie Kennedy or giving Charles Laughton a backbump to be The Hunchback of Notre Dame. But these things can get silly. In the miniseries Anne Boleyn, a Black actress was chosen to portray Mary, Queen of Scots; a choice destined to evoke criticism, which it did, and just as predictably, brought criticism raining down from those who criticized the criticism. I wonder what their reaction would be if Bradley Cooper's next project was the title role in a film to be called MLK and the Dream He Had. Which would incite greater scorn; putting the white actor in blackface, or having him play the role without makeup? Do you know we also discriminate against the blind? No one will hire one to drive a school bus.

I'm assuming this was your first in person meeting with Mr. NoName, and, if so, can't help but wonder how you arrived at the "he is a nice guy" speculation, other than, perhaps. his on-screen persona -when he's acting- and your earnest wish that it be true. I admire your good nature and intentions to assign his impolite behavior to him having a bad day, not knowing who pissed in his corn flakes before you met him that day; we've all had days like that and owe apologies to those we growled at, or worse, bit. And I applaud his refusal to take money for a service not provided, again assuming that abuse was not part of the requested service. And I appreciate your wish to not cause him negative repercussions based a brief and unfortunate experience. I'm sorry you had the bad time with him and wish you better times to come, or cum, as you choose to spell it. For myself, I shall try to carry on as best I can, leaving my prurient curiosity altogether unsatisfied.

Beautiful boy! What a face! First saw him in Otto Preminger's In Harm's Way and fell in love at first sight. His accidental premature death was a true tragedy.

OK, I'll ask the obvious question. Who? There's no point in reporting a fire if you don't give the address.

Woof! And the dog's cute, too.

That's odd; I think about it every day.

Never met him, but if there's a Hall of Fame for butts, he should be inducted.

Aside from the cost, if you need a bag that big to carry your shit around, stay home; your supply chain needs are off the chart.