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Monthly Archives: October 2009

Shockingly, Caleb was the victim of an attempted mugging. He doused his attacker with hot coffee and drew his concealed pistol, scaring off the attacker. All this in broad daylight in (presumably) Indiana. Fortunately, he’s safe and seems to be recovering okay, although if he has some shakes over the next few days I for one wouldn’t hold it against him.

My real concern, though, is that Caleb clearly had a pistol grip on his assault coffee, and I presume there was a detachable lid and perhaps even a heat shroud. No one needs however many ounces he had.

Fortunately, there was no Shoulder Thing That Goes Up.


“As the action for seduction is founded on the relation of master and servant, the gist of the action at common law is the loss of service.”

-a LexisNexis Headnote I encountered in my research today

Clearly, the South is a hotbed of racism. Why they can’t accept integration after all these years and follow the example of more tolerant Northern cities like Chicago is beyond me.

You know Crown Royal; it’s the Canadian whisky that looks like perfume, comes in a purple bag, and is present everywhere.

First Impressions: Acidic, with an sweet air inside my mouth and nose. Hits my brain immediately.
Five Minutes In: Still kind of thin, although not as spiky as before. It feels almost like a suspension, as though all the liquor were wrapped in a thin layer of water. Maybe even business-like: it’s not really enjoyable, but it’s not unpleasant and seems kind of orphaned when by itself.

With Diet Pepsi: This could be dangerous, as it’s virtually impossible for me to taste the Crown in here. Adds the very barest maple base to a normally sharp drink, improving both immeasurably.

Aftertaste: You can tell you’ve had it, but with an “unfinished” taste. It’s like you want more, but that’s all there is. There’s a lingering simmering on the tongue and very mild heat in the throat, but nothing too notable.

Cost per Airplane Bottle:

Verdict: Drinkable. Not great, but probably a good staple to have around for mixing. There’s a reason people as for Crown & Coke and not Crown, Neat or Crown on the Rocks. I didn’t try it, but I suspect it would actually be a decent complement to a mild cigar, as too much flavor isn’t good but a bit here and there can go a long way.

Having recently been broken into the world of whisk(e)y, on Johnnie Walker Blue Label, no less, I’ve rounded up a pile of airplane bottles of the stuff to give a try. At present, here’s the list:

Jack Daniels No. 7
Jack Daniels Gentleman Jack
Jack Daniels Single Barrel

Knob Creek
Maker’s Mark
Woodford Reserve

Crown Royal
Crown Royal [Special] Reserve


Scotch (Blended):
Johnnie Walker Red Label
Johnnie Walker Black Label (12yr)
Dewar’s White Label (12yr)
Chivas Regal 12 Year Old

Scotch – Single Malt
Glenlivet 12
Macallan 12

I’m limited at the moment by what I can find in airplane bottles (or at least, ones not costing $30/bottle). I don’t really want to try the bottom-shelf ones, although if I can find them then I may.

My plan is to take each one and divide it in half. The first half will be mixed with one ice cube and tasted immediately (quasi-neat) and then about five minutes later. The second half will be mixed with whichever cola I wind up choosing for the test and evaluated that way (even the single malts).

What will come of this? I have no idea. Johnnie Walker, for instance, in theory has a hierarchy, but in practice it’s more like each one has a niche. Some may be great in cola but awful on their own; others may always just be second-team. I know from experience that one of the better ones on this list is on my “Definitely Skip” list, but I’ll give it another go for the sake of the test.

By no means am I a pro at this; if you’re reading, definitely leave comments. Is there a whisk(e)y that is awful on ice but wondrous chilled and neat? Is there something that, paired with Cherry Coke Zero, will be the best thing ever? These are things I need to know!

One of my favorite tunes has always been the theme song from Tetris, which it turns out is a traditional Russian folk song called “Korobeiniki” or “Korobushka.” If I understand correctly, it’s about a traveling pawnbroker who offers a woman a gold ring if he can sleep with her. Charming.

In any case, the punk rock band Ozma has done a great cover of it:

I really like this version: it has a sense of urgency, even hysteria, about it. I picture it as being good for a video game opening: At first, the player’s military unit finds itself in an unfamiliar situation. An enemy appears and the unit begins fighting well, and does a good job of holding its own. At 1:12, however, something changes and by 1:40 the tide has definitely turned in favor of the enemy (listen especially for the sound at 1:48). By 1:52, panic has broken out and your player and a few others have broken ranks and are trying to fight their way out. As the song closes, your comrades have fallen one-by-one, leaving you alone…your video game begins.