“I’m finally warm!” I say, checking the clock to see that the indoor temperature has… exceeded 74°F. “Oh.”

“I’m finally warm!” I say, checking the clock to see that the indoor temperature has… exceeded 74°F. “Oh.”
Started raining while I was in the bank, but my flat cap did the trick. Now luxuriating with a Divine Hammer DIPA while I wait for the other Esperantists to arrive.
After the Rattlesnake Master 10k I came down with either a very nasty cold or else a moderately nasty case of the flu. Whatever virus it was, it had me pretty much down for the count for a solid week. Today was the first day in almost two weeks I felt up to a run.
Scouted tomorrow’s Rattlesnake Master Run for the Prairie 10k race, including Jackie’s volunteer station. Walked the bit where it enters and leaves Yankee Ridge. Just inside the park spotted the tree where the vultures hang out!
To be honest, I think I like Whiskey Wednesdays @sevensaints better, but a whiskey club would be cool too. https://www.mensjournal.com/food-drink/the-most-premium-and-exclusive-whiskey-clubs-in-the-world/
Purchased for the name and label, but also for the age statement (not many scotches bragging on 5 years old) and the slightly higher proof (43% abv). A fine young whiskey. Notes of vanilla and sugar.