I exercised for a while tonight solely so I didn't have to feel bad about drinking a glass of Bulleit bourbon (wikipedia) while blogging. I had no similar compunction to make up for the pizza I ate at lunch. I admit to having wanted a glass all day... How could you not? Look at it. It's golden. Wikipedia describes it as "russet". It's beautiful. Even the bottle is beautiful, with its raised lettering, old-style label, and cork stopper. The bourbon glass in this picture is very nice. I'm drinking mine out of a sort of pear-shaped scotch glass Kyle gave me as a gift. I prefer the scotch glass because my nose fits over it almost perfectly, so I can breath bourbon instead of oxygen if I like, which suits me just fine.
I'd offer you a glass, but it's gone. I'll let you ponder whether I drank it or inhaled it.
