Funeral and Japanese Whisky

Home alone yesterday and today while my wife and daughter attend a funeral for a family friend in Lexington, Ky.
Since there is a Japanese whisky tasting at London Calling, I'm spending a few minutes sipping some black Colombian coffee at Mad Priest before enjoying some of my favorite types of liquor. I'm more exciting for the December tasting with a round of bourbons from Buffalo Trace Distillery.
I also got to deliver gifts to my favorite people at the best bar in Chattanooga. Tonight I brought a cup of coffee for Kris (by request), a substantial portion of smoked pork for the crew, and a sample of Nag Champa. They burn incense in the bar and I figured they could use some of the best.

Tasting Notes

The Japanese have it figured out. If you can get your hands on Suntory, it's worth it.

Sunday Meat Day

Today is Sunday. Today is meat day.
The summer has just been too hot to stand by a fire in the Big Green Egg on our deck, but that isn't the case any longer. We knew mornings were going to greet us with temperatures in the high 30s so I bought the largest pork shoulder Costco had for sale.
Roughly 17–20 pounds of ex-pig is smoking on the BGE now. It should be ready to pull apart in about 10 hours or so. We can't wait!

A Post a Day Keeps My Conscience at Bay

2019-11-02
I'm no artist so Inktober isn't my bag, but I am a writer at heart and every November I think about NaNoWriMo. Though I have never followed through with an attempt to write a novel from scratch in 31 days, I do plan to write something on this site every day for the rest of this month.
Length nor quality are concerns for me. My only goal is publishing something consistently every day. It may be a tweet-length thought, a standard 400-word article, a 1,000-word essay, or a 10,000-word think piece (although the latter isn't likely).
Buckle up with me, buy the ticket, take the ride. With any luck I will build up a habit this month. After all, the only way to be a writer is to write.