Earlier today, the wife asked me to pick up some Stoli salted Caramel vodka for her “world famous” Thanksgiving sangria. With 50 open bottles of bourbon in the kitchen cupboards, who was I to object, lol. Anyways, after 3 liquor stores and 2 random bottles of Carmel vodka, I finally found the Stoli salted caramel vodka that she demanded. As a treat to myself,for my heroic good deed, I grabbed a bottle of Knob Creek 9 single barrel reserve(120 proof) as a reward. I mean, fair is fair, right? She got 4 bottles, I got 1.
Anyways, the first sip immediately took me to that special bottle of Stagg jr that I sip soooo sparingly. They have a lot in common in terms of heat and flavor profile in my opinion. The knob creek isn’t quite as potent, but it’s close. A lot closer than say 1792 full proof.
That got me thinking, and most people will tell you that’s dangerous. I googled Stagg jr vs Knob Creek 9SB reserve. First thing that popped up was a bourbon forum comparing the 2 from 2017. There was no mention of hunting, unavailability. It was just should I buy Stagg or KC next, and a genuine discussion on the pros and cons of the two.
Those were the days.
Hi all, I’m new here, but really enjoy reading through the threads and hearing everyone’s stories.
I was curious to hear more of people’s tales of something that caught them off guard, surprised them, or generally funny related to bourbon.
Thinking along the lines of a clueless friend adding coke into a super expensive glass, being gifted something interesting from an unassuming coworker/family member, a really cheap pour at a dive bar, etc.
So I'm halfway through my first bottle of Eagle Rare and on average it's been a little disappointing. Of course my palate is different every day, and the ER has its on days and its off days. But of late it's been more off than on.
I like its presentation of the traditional bourbon flavors and this fruity effervescence on the front of the palate. It has just the right amount of sweetness. But there's this musty feel that I find a little off-putting. And it's not that I don't like oak, I love the rich, aromatic, oak incense in ECBP for example. But the oak in ER smells like it's... unhealthy? And the worst part is the mouth feel -- the juice is just thin, thin, thin.
As a $30 bourbon, it's... fine? It does have some layered complexity. But to me it's absolutely not worth the hype and artificial scarcity. Even within the $30 price bracket, I find plain old Knob Creek 9-year 100-proof to be so much better than ER it's not even funny. I don't seem to have on and off days with KC, it's consistently good. It's lacking the fruit notes in the ER, but makes up for it with a thicker salted-caramelly mouthfeel, and the oak doesn't have any weird off-putting notes despite the similar age. Maybe it's just the 90-vs-100 proof, who knows.
The bottle is lovely though! And it's not *bad* at all. But where did all the hype come from? Just trickle-down Buffalo Trace hype I suppose? I've seen local stores regularly mark it up to $45, and some to $60!
Welcome, ladies and germs, To the fifth annual Jerkies!
#First, A word from our host with the most.
Now that you've all got your cheap cocaine from Brutus 'The Barber' Beefcake, settle in, put your best pensive face on and let's go through these, shall we?
#THE JOHN ALBA MEMORIAL AWARD FOR HARDEST WORK
After a slew of wrong answers, the correct name rose to the top. The son of a son of a plumber, the man who when handed a pencil still can't draw inside the lines, a man who booked himself into the midcard yet still thinks he's at the top of it, a man who is definitely turning heel any day now, we promise, woaah-oh, it's only Cody Rhodes. No one worked the M-Words harder this year, including you lot.
Honourable mentions: Charlotte & Becky shoot on each other because everyone hates that bitch., Andrew Zarian and his "fast nationals" being leaked by WWE to make AEW look bad.
#THE 2021 DEAD MEME AWARD
In a year that gave us so much, nothing has been colder than our winner. A living human being that entered the tumble drier of wrestling relevancy through Japan and then AEW, to become white hot so quick, and then shrivel like over-dried laundry just as quickly. Subsequent attempts to re-heat them have not gone well, with even the most hardened of marks forced to admit that she's not talented, not funny, and no good in the ring. SHITFUCKPISS, IT'S MAKI ITOH! Next year I assume it's Lulu Pencil or whatever.
Honourable mentions: Everyone said Hook, but that meme is very alive. For now.
#THE 'DON'T CHECK MY POST HISTORY' AWARD, 2021
Flip-flopping more than a midshow Big Show / "No More BS" Paul Wite, it's the perennial favourite, the DCMPH award. Wrestling fans are a fickle bunch, and with the rise of AEW-ANON this year, never more so. Therefore it's only fitting that our winner went from some fucking scrub loser who believed that children were being sold for sex in pizza shops, was made of fucking glass and way too old anyway, to a misunderutilised G O O D G E T, who put on an entirely acceptable bout with CM Punk, to little or no approval. Not so much "don't check my post history" as "we don't really care enough to post about him", it's circus-strongman-moustache wearing right wing c
... keep reading on reddit ➡I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.
Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.
The Beginning | Wiki Page | Tenth Part
“Hello, Chivos? … Hey, some crazy shit went down and I want to go over it with you. Can I come down there, urgently? … Great, when’s the next inward tele-pulse? … Yeah I can kill some time until you’re open. Probably visit a friend or something. I’ll give you a call when I know more. … Oh yeah, good reminder, I’ll be sure to wear it. Thanks, love ya, hun.”
I hung up the stones with a snicker, then rolled over in bed to scritch Varia. “Hey girl, you wanna join me for a little day trip back home?”
She bounced her little ferret body up and down excitedly, which was honestly so cute. The scheduled tele-pulse was in a bit over an hour, so I had some time to kill… kinda. After a nice shave, I went into the front hall where Pokle had kindly stacked a few deliveries while I was gone. I picked out the one most likely to be what I wanted and opened it up. There was a white, opera-ish full-face mask, two gloves, and a choker necklace. I put the whole ensemble on and felt the enchantment kick in as I went to feed Grif.
He was happy in his nest of blankets and shredded paper (emulating nest #1). I fed him some frozen-thawed mice from the icebox and topped his water off before giving him some pets. He didn’t even notice the mask or gloves, which meant it was working. I made sure to talk lots in the process, letting him and the kit learn my voice. Then I vacated the room and removed the set. I then placed it in the air and it created a hologram of myself, complete with voice and mannerisms. A caretaker’s visage, they call it.
I used to have a set for Varia, but—silly me—I sold it because I didn’t think I would be adopting anything else. So much for that; score one for loot hoarding. With that done, it was time to make another call.
……
“Hey, Jerr, it’s Dennis, how ya doin’? … Oh? That’s great! Why didn’t you call me for that offer? … Ah, yeah, I can see that. Listen, I’m gonna be in the area for business but the scheduling doesn’t line up and I don’t want to loiter outside. Mind if I drop by and socialize? … Yeah, next tele-pulse, you open? … Fantastic, what’s the address? Oh hold on, let me get a quill.”
……
I strolled through the market square, looking for some particular things. It was a sunny day
... keep reading on reddit ➡Hi everybody!! I've been fully obsessed with indies for the last year (this community saved me from going crazy in this pandemic!) and have started to amass quite the collection - particularly from my #1 favorite house, Solstice Scents. I totally get why the brand is so well-loved here. The aesthetic, the blends, everything about Solstice just does it for me. I've got the best hit rate with them, bar none. At least of the houses I've tried so far. I've been meaning to do this for a while but I just keep collecting more samples 😅
A bit about my tastes - I'm a certified vanilla freak. I also love woods, green scents, atmospherics, ambers, gourmands...the list goes on. I'm open to a lot. My biggest death notes are licorice, marshmallow, and red musk.
I'm rating everything according to my own personal taste and wearability. Everything I've tried is very well blended, true to description, and would work for someone. I have a mix of EDPs and oils, I'll indicate which I have for each. If I've got a scent in both formats I'll write how they differ. The longevity for all of these is about the same between oils and EDPs, btw. 3-4 hours for oils and 5-6 hours for EDP, unless otherwise specified. All right, buckle up, people. Here we go!
-Cardamom Rose Sugar (Brown Sugar, Cardamom EO, Moroccan Rose, and Bulgarian Rose) I hate to start off on a bad note (no pun intended) but this is one of the few scents that did not work for me at all. I found the rose to be metallic and sharp, mixed with cloying maple syrup. The cardamom is there and it is SPICY. It's spot-on, I think I just like the smell of cardamom + rose + sugar less than I thought I would. I have this in oil format. 4/10
-Conjure (Vanilla, Amber, Cedar, Spices, & Cauldron Smoke) The ultimate Stevie Nicks-long-hair-flowing-dress-casting spells scent. When I first got it it was nothing but a baby powder bomb, as I had read in other reviews. I heeded the advice of just leaving it alone for ~6 weeks and this baby transformed. It went from one note powder to a layered, perfectly balanced witch scent. And it keeps getting better with age! The spices are punchy, mostly allspice. Not too heavy on clove. The smoke is subtle and not BBQ at all. It dries down to a slightly powdery amber/woody vanilla. I love it but I don't reach for it much, honestly. I wear it when I do rituals or dress like Stevie 😂 I have this in oil. 8/10
-Foxcroft *(Decaying Leaves, Rich Black Soil, Dry Leaves, Fall Air
... keep reading on reddit ➡So people who know me know that I am an avid awful golfer (other than that 78 I shot at Glen Oaks a few years ago, which is a bit of a blur)...I peaked in 2019 to a 9 handicap, then my right knee went south, I had surgery...am staring at a future artificial replacement some day and I've ballooned to an index of 14.7 (so basically i'd be psyched to break 90 right now and 80 feels as remote as 69)...
But in my travels I've had to opportunity to do some very cool things relating to golf, mostly up until now relating to playing elite courses and attending events...
I've played everything from Pebble Beach to Bethpage Black...in October of 2018 I played 10 top `100 courses in the month of October (including Winged Foot, Friar's Head and Pine Valley)...I've even played a number of golf holes in several closed events with Phil Mickelson...
However, this week will be special. I was lucky enough to get the invite to be an amateur participant in the PGA tour event that used to be called the Bob Hope Desert Classic...now it's simply the American Express...156 amateurs/156 pros...3 days between the ropes playing with a different professional partner (determined Wednesday night) and if somehow I miraculously end up top 3 gross or top 3 net I make the cut and play on Sunday...Golf Channel will be showing 4 hours of air time of this event each of the 4 days...no idea how often they'll show me spraying a ball wildly into the desert sand...
It's a fun week of practice rounds, tournament rounds & night time events, all of which I will attempt to chronicle on this channel...
Today is simply day one...arrived late last night to the La Quinta resort and passed out...woke up...found coffee at the resort market (and happened to coincide with them messing up tour pro James Hahn's to-go order at the pickup window (the PXG hat gave it away) - but just goes to show you these tour pros are regular people too) and went to register and pick up my credentials...
So I saunter into a salon in the middle of the hotel complex and am warmly greeted by a gaggle of AMEX volunteers at registration...whereupon I'm the only one in there and the process takes 18 minutes...why you ask?...let me tell you...
Tournament Swag -
I have to walk around the room and collect all of the free sh*t they're giving me (at which point I'm wishing my caddie was with me to help haul all of this stuff (and my coffee) back to room):
VIP credentials for whole week
Caddie bib with my name on it
VIP
... keep reading on reddit ➡Recently someone asked why we count days. I can’t speak for everyone, but at a certain point my sobriety isn’t something separate and apart from my life… it is my life.
That is to say, being sober isn’t something I’m working on achieving… These days, I work on maintaining it.
TBH, I didn’t even know I was coming up on this milestone until a week or so ago. 10,000 days - One Day at a Time - ODAAT.
But then, drinking never was my problem. Drinking was the solution to the chaos of life, my inability to make “them” (you other people out there in the world) behave. It gave me a momentary break from the nagging inner doubts, crippling fear, the bad relationships and pretty much all of impacts of my character defects… drinking gave me peace.
Until it didn’t.
I keep count of the time I’ve been sober to remind myself that I may have come a long way, but life still goes on. I keep count of the time I’ve been sober to demonstrate to others that it is possible.
##Brief Story Time
On September 8, 1994, I woke up / came to in a budget hotel room with 2 strippers I had spent the previous night with.
It’s funny the things you remember almost 30 years later. One of the girls had walked to Burger King and picked up breakfast for all of us. As I sat on the bed, eating a burrito, the pain of life came rushing back. The peace was gone again.
I was 27 years old and I was tired. I looked in the mirror across the room… I had become a person I didn’t recognize. I had lost my way.
The solution stopped working.
I could not imagine going another day in this body… in this mind. It had to stop.
At the same time, I couldn’t imagine going another day without drinking… how could I dull the pain of living inside me without it?
This moment was the beginning of the end. I had no way of knowing it at the time, but looking into my eyes in the mirror I saw a desperate person who was on the cusp of something that would change his life forever.
We got dressed and I took the two women back to their club to start the lunch shift. One of them asked if I wanted a beer… Sure, why not?
In my drinking “career” I had consumed some of the finest bourbon ever made. I had enjoyed fine wine and handcrafted ales… sitting at the bar in a low-rent strip club on the side of the highway in east Dallas, the girl pulled me a Natural Light (Natty Light) beer that would be my last. (That’s an indication of how “great” this bar was… Natty Light on tap was their finest offering!)
The strippe
... keep reading on reddit ➡Read Chapter 1 Here
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Happy New Year!
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There was the opening, he could see it. Jem’si pivoted his body, smoothly aligning his feet, and thrust his rapier.
Pain shot through his arm, a tingling numbness between his elbow and wrist. The sword fell from senseless fingers as he howled in pain.
Torel was there in a moment, examining his arm and glaring at the Instructor. “Let’s get you to medical.”
“No, I’m okay.” Jem’si carefully opened and closed his hand. “She hit me right in the funny bone.”
“I’m proud of you.” That got Jem’si and Torel’s attention, both of them turning to look at the Instructor Kaytlin. The human had a broad smile on her face. “You saw the opening.”
“But it was a trick.’ Jem’si flexed his elbow. The pain was fading now, but he didn’t think he would be up for another round.
“Yes, it was a trick. But I’ve been leaving that opening for weeks and this is the first time you’ve noticed it. You’ve progressed to the point where you can tell when your opponent is making small mistakes.”
“Even when they’re traps?” Jem’si was trying to act properly put out, but if the ache in his cheeks were any indication he was grinning from ear to ear.
“Being able to spot a feint comes next. Still, you have made remarkable progress.”
Everyone stayed quiet for a few moments, letting the Honored Son of House Chel’xa bask in the praise of his Instructor. Finally, Torel had to ruin it.
“Alright, I think that’s enough for today. We have a meeting to get to.” Torel moved closer to Jem’si, giving him a theatrical sniff. “After you take a shower.”
The shower was cool and refreshing, rinsing some of the ache from Jem’si’s sore muscles. He would have preferred it hot, but considering how worn out he was from the exercise, Jem’si was afraid of falling asleep as he sat on a little bench under the water, letting it run over his head and down his back. How he wished for a human's stamina.
Jel’si was already seated at the table when Jem'si sauntered into the conference room, talking animatedly with Torel and Keller. Jem’si took a moment to pour himself a snifter of brandy (the stuff was foul, but he had been told you had to develop a taste for it) before he took another seat at the round table.
“So glad you could join us.” Jel’si smiled at her older brother. “I have some
... keep reading on reddit ➡Alot of great jokes get posted here! However just because you have a joke, doesn't mean it's a dad joke.
THIS IS NOT ABOUT NSFW, THIS IS ABOUT LONG JOKES, BLONDE JOKES, SEXUAL JOKES, KNOCK KNOCK JOKES, POLITICAL JOKES, ETC BEING POSTED IN A DAD JOKE SUB
Try telling these sexual jokes that get posted here, to your kid and see how your spouse likes it.. if that goes well, Try telling one of your friends kid about your sex life being like Coca cola, first it was normal, than light and now zero , and see if the parents are OK with you telling their kid the "dad joke"
I'm not even referencing the NSFW, I'm saying Dad jokes are corny, and sometimes painful, not sexual
So check out r/jokes for all types of jokes
r/unclejokes for dirty jokes
r/3amjokes for real weird and alot of OC
r/cleandadjokes If your really sick of seeing not dad jokes in r/dadjokes
Punchline !
Edit: this is not a post about NSFW , This is about jokes, knock knock jokes, blonde jokes, political jokes etc being posted in a dad joke sub
Edit 2: don't touch the thermostat
Do your worst!
They were cooked in Greece.
Ants don’t even have the concept fathers, let alone a good dad joke. Keep r/ants out of my r/dadjokes.
But no, seriously. I understand rule 7 is great to have intelligent discussion, but sometimes it feels like 1 in 10 posts here is someone getting upset about the jokes on this sub. Let the mods deal with it, they regulate the sub.
So I started getting super into indie perfumes around September 2021, and I randomly started thinking about what types of perfumes my family members would wear. I started coming up with ideas of perfumes based on things they’re interested in and thought it’d be funny to find a perfume that replicates that thing in uncanny indie fashion. My family members never really wear perfumes so I was mostly guessing how to go about it, but it was still a fun experience, so I wanted to write down some reviews for what I ended up getting them. IMAM was my greatest source for ideas, so big thanks to the saints who write up reviews/suggestions.
My idea was to get them two perfumes each: one being a “weird”/realistic perfume that’s trying to replicate something specific they like, and the other being a general perfume that I thought they might like. I knew I was only going to get sample sizes because a) I was guessing what they might like, and b) they don’t really wear perfumes so my assumption was they would sniff it, say “neat” and then tuck it away on a shelf. Which is fine by me as this was mostly for my amusement anyway.
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For my mom:
- Fyrinnae: Hyakinthos - sweet hyacinth dominates gentle notes of patchouli, resins, Himalayan and Atlas cedarwoods, oud, and amber
One of my mom’s favorite flowers is hyacinth, so I decided pretty early that I wanted to get a hyacinth perfume for her. I honestly thought that would be a pretty simple task, but there’s a surprisingly limited amount of perfumes that both focused on hyacinth and were currently available (I was looking for this during the fall, after all, and not the spring). I found several perfumes that did have hyacinth, but it seemed to be a secondary note or the perfume just seemed like it would smell like a jumble of flowers. I also don’t really know what hyacinth smells like. I’ve definitely smelled it before, but it’s hard to remember, and it’s only a spring flower so I couldn’t really sniff for reference. When searching for hyacinth perfume recommendations, Alchemic Muse’s Ostara (a mix of hyacinth blossoms, myrtle, and wild heather fused with the soft green foliage of moss and ivy, gently grounded by a warm and earthy base of clove, cinnamon, and myrrh) was the one that kept popping up, so that was the first one I tried. However, when I got it it smelled rather soapy to me, so I looked for other ideas. Alkemia’s Floralis (*spring rain, a breath of fresh aldehydes, a mist of water musk sett
... keep reading on reddit ➡I'm surprised it hasn't decade.
