Updates! Sailing, Scotch, shilling T.O., and Screaming Lord Sutch

So! Interesting couple of weeks.

I was off to Key West, Fla., for a few days this week to go sailing as a guest of Mount Gay rum, which HAVE I MENTIONED I ENJOY VERY MUCH?

(Actually, I have endorsed it on more than one occasion. So I don’t really feel bad about accepting a junket from Mount Gay. It’s only payola if you don’t like the product – right?)

Key West is a pretty cool place: soaked in sunshine, littered with Ernest Hemingway memorabilia and populated with crusty-looking sun-dried barflies who probably don’t give the first shit about anything. I guess the most laid-back/burnt out Americans end up at the bottom of the country like so many played-out pinballs. One day soon I will write more about Key West, Florida’s spic-and-span, SpongeBob SquarePants-esque old-timer’s answer to New Orleans.

Also, they let me pilot a $3-million boat.

In the meantime, here’s a bit of what I’ve been …

Writing:

I thought I’d get more flak for calling Toronto the most exciting city in Canada while also making the point that it should learn some self-promotion mojo from New York.

But I suppose I’m simply channelling the zeitgeist when it comes to Toronto and coolness.

Drinking:

It’s Robert Burns Night on Wednesday so naturally Happy Hour this week was about Scotch whiskies. This year I decided to write about classic malts that any whisky drinker ought to be familiar with.

Listening to:

Sixties garage rock generally, the incomparably loony Screaming Lord Sutch in particular:

Eating:

I’m back to eating like a caveman, kind of. I’ll write more about that later too.

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