After all the scandal, demolition and construction, El Paso’s new Triple A baseball team is finally playing a home game. I plan on watching a couple of games, and hey, it’s closer than Albuquerque. I even kinda like the name. The El Paso Chihuahuas. The stadium might be a boondoggle, but I kinda hope this is a success.
Speaking of boondoggles, what if you build it (a spaceport) will they (space tourists) come? This article lays out the facts and holds on to the sliver of hope, that maybe, just maybe, one of the worlds richest men didn’t just screw one of the nation’s poorest states.
Texas likes whiskey. Texas makes whiskey. But what makes a whiskey a Texas whiskey? (I’ve been to the Ranger Creek facilities and even drank their Rimfire at my wedding. I’ll get around to reviewing it sooner or later…)
Speaking of smokey Texas delicacies, why do so few women run a barbecue pit in the Lone Star State?
What I’m Listening to This Week
The Bigsbys- Goodwill Suitcase. The Bigsbys combine good ol’ crunchy 90’s alt-rock with a rootsy sensibility that puts me in mind of the first Kings of Leon album. But less hipstery. If you like rock and roll and America you will like this record. If you hate rock and roll and America, you might be reading the wrong blog. Either way, I’ve really been digging what the Bigsbys are putting down.
What I’m Drinking
It was 50 degrees out and gloomy when I left the house this morning. Cool weather still won’t leave us alone. With that in mind, I’ve been working on a bottle of Lismore single malt. The guy at Specs said “this isn’t the best bottle of scotch you’ll ever drink, but it is the best bottle of scotch you can buy for 20 bucks.” He was right. It’s a Speyside whisky (if you’re a Scotch aficionado who notes such things) with big heather, honey, and smoke flavors with a pleasant finish. I put back a bottle of Basil Hayden’s to pick up this bottle and I don’t regret it. Thank you Specs guy, you were right. That was a very enjoyable way to spend 20 bucks.
Here’s One For the Road
The Tejas Brothers sound to me like a Saturday night oughta.