Sorry for the slow slow blog month. Casey and I are waiting for the arrival of Leela Joy and the antcipation is a but distracting.
But tonight, something else imporant is happening. Not as imporant as the birth of your fifth child, but important none the less. Tonight I finished my Pity Whiskey. Some seven months have passed since mom gave me a 1.75l of Makers Mark the day I left that other job of mine. Seven months.
And so it goes.