More stuff to drink

I was introduced to this stuff about a month ago. My boyfriend's father had a couple bottles laying around. He thought I'd like it, so he proceeded to open a bottle to let me try. Over the course of a long breakfast, half the bottle was gone. He then sent me home with an unopened bottle (which TSA looked over very closely when I went through security)

I then got a couple more bottles for Christmas. Which is good since I had been without for a couple weeks. (One bottle will be finished off tonight.) Now you have some idea how much I like this stuff.

It's a thick drink, a bit sweet. But not like desert wine sweet. It's a very smooth and pleasant drink. It is suggested that you pour it over ice cream. I tried that once, but wasn't too thrilled with it (I even used a decent ice cream).

Interested? Go find your own damn bottle, this stuff is hard to find.

Must be a Scottsdale thing

Yes, it looks like it's really going to happen starting January 22nd. The first ever photo radar system on a freeway. I've driven this stretch of freeway a few times, and I can understand the Autobahn feeling because it's a stretch of road with few off and on ramps, and a slow gradual bend. According to sources, it won't nail you unless you're going 11 over the posted 65 mph speed limit.

But did anyone else notice the pretty ironwork under the sign? Only in Scottsdale.

Wouldn't want him to pull me over for speeding

I guess Shaq is looking for a new line of work when he retires from basketball. Yesterday he visited Maricopa County's "infamous" tent city jail. Of course the publicity hungry sheriff Joe was there to greet him. Then to celebrate the occasion, Shaq was made an hononary deputy.

My first thought when I saw the picture (courtsey the Arizona Republic) was "damn, Shaq is a big guy". I feel sorry for the woman (or women) bearing his children.

Friday catblogging

It's Friday, the un-offical catblogging day. So for your viewing pleasure, it's Adira:

When my boyfriend first came to visit, she wouldn't come out from under the bed. This trip, she stayed in the same room, then eventually let him pet her for a bit. He took this picture on a warm afternoon after finding her on the neighbor's porch, and asked her if she'd come back.

Insert own smartass reply...