Aug 232010
 

Time for a Top 5 list.  Haven’t done one of these in a while now.  Challenge is…Top 5 books (must be fiction…and no…the bible does NOT count) that have made you think.  Something that has challenged you, taught you, confronted you…or just made you go ‘hmmmmmm’.

Start thinkin’.

 Posted by at 10:23 pm
Aug 182010
 

We are a collective of book, whisky and rum lovin’ chaps who gather frequently over the best (and worst) the world of literature has to offer.  We have decided to share our news, views and reviews with any who care to indulge themselves. Wander the site…read our thoughts on whiskies, rums, books and whatever interests us enough to write about…make a comment.

For a little more in depth peek at what we do, pop over here:

Otherwise…hope you enjoy as much as we do.

Slainte!

 Posted by at 9:19 pm
Aug 142010
 

Greetings, readers.

For those of you who visit Liquorature for its whisky content, I would like to announce the launch of a new sister site.  All Things Whisky went live just a couple of days ago.  Be patient and wear a hard hat…the site is under construction.  The biggest changes to come will be visual, but much of the content is only half loaded.  (Hey…I have a day job, what can I say).  You will notice that much of the whisky content was copied over from Liquorature.  Being the author of said material, I felt it would be ridiculous to reinvent the wheel.

Some of the Liquorature team (myself, Clint and Pat) will carry over to Allthingswhisky.com.

There was somewhat of an unwritten rule to not delve too deeply into general natter and news about the whisky world on Liquorature.  As interest grew however, the decision was finalized to create a separate site for us whisky lovers.  Alas, fear not…Liquorature will still have whisky talk and new reviews as well.

As I said…forgive the mess, but feel free to pop in to http://www.allthingswhisky.com/.  Drop a line or two regarding anything you’d like to know more about. This site is a place to share our experience with you.

Industry folk…this site is about what you have out there.  If you are interested in having any of your products reviewed or featured, please do not hesitate to contact me (Curt) at uisgebeatha7@hotmail.com.

Wish us luck!

Slainte!

 Posted by at 11:17 am
Aug 052010
 


You are a sad sack of zero erudition or achievement: the cat hisses on your return home, and toilets don’t flush for you; if you were a fire hydrant, even the mutts would ignore you. Your pay scale is constantly reworked downwards, and the village idiot gets promoted faster. The family constantly finds ways to have dinner, go out or head off on vacation without you. Years of being browbeaten by your boss, your wife and your kids has left you a neurotic mass of twitching nerves heading nowhere quickly.

You start feeling strange pains that are unrelated to the sums of money everyone keeps asking you for, or the indigestion their cooking inevitably engenders. When – after six months of making appointments – you finally get to see the specialist, he mentions rather offhandedly – while perusing his morning mail – that you have one year to live (and then takes a call from his golf pro).

You return home, ignore the cat, kick the mutt, shout at the family, then lock yourself up in the Harry Potter style broom closet that is now your personal study, and contemplate the negative space your totally insignificant and useless life has become.  After considering that maybe the Great Hereafter might be a trade-up, you get that mulish obstinate look in your eye very remniscient of the aforementioned promotable idiot as he is passing gas (usually in your cubicle), and something happens.

A light grows in your eye, music (and your bony chest) swells, nostrils flare, you stand up straight for the first time in decades (immediately wincing and grabbing your spleen), and make a vow that life will not beat you.  You make a solemn oath to the effect that there are ten things you intend to do, no matter how crazy or unlike your normal character’s modus operandi, before you croak and get planted (cremated actually, and your ashes fertilize the apple tree – it costs a few grand less).

You sit down, clutch pad and paper, rest it on the bony and arthritic knees which are drawn up to your chest, and start to write the Ultimate Bucket List…..

Start your engines, gentlemen, and let’s have your submissions of the ten things you really want to do before you die.  Quickly, now….it could be tomorrow, and I want to know if any of your list items concern me.