So you review and review and review, right? Basically it’s what you do beyond class, trips, work, sex, and whatever is on TV.

And you end up thinking you’re pretty hot shit. Then you walk into a bar that you haven’t been in for 2 years (as it’s in the UK and you live in Canada, so the commutes a bitch) and see not 1, but 4 different bottles from an independent bottler that you’ve never seen.

So you need to review them. Grab your buddy a pint for dealing with you, ask the guy for a glass with a chimney on it, and point out the whisky on the top shelf. It’s Glengoyne 1998 (Malts of Scotland #1131), a heavily sherried influence from those enigmas of the world, Malts of Scotland.

Now you’re in my shoes. I’ll need them back at lunch, have to go grab my lunch.