ahh, yes...peaty goodness

my quest for understanding the complexities of single malt scotch has brought me back to revisit an old friend, laphroaig. after deliberation and analysis, i have decided that this is one of the finer single malts for my palate.

in particular, i relish the leathery, earthy, pungent richness of this cask strength whisky. the smokey peat deliciousness fills my senses with warmth and satisfies many a sensory cell.

in addition, i have now become an international land owner once again.

subaru problem

so our neighbor rapped on our door this evening to tell us that the exterior lights were still on on our automobile. i graciously thanked her for the warning and a. begins to tell me that she thought she noticed this earlier in the day as well, but after checking it out it appeared to be sunlight transmuting the tail lights. alas, as dusk rolled in, the sunlight was no longer the culprit.

i monkeyed around with the lights in a deductive series of flipping on and off buttons, yet to no avail. odd thing was that only the parking lights were lit, and not the headlamps.

this is obviously an electrical issue, so i went inside and grabbed a manual and wrench. i pulled the positive cable off the battery, thinking that what ever had triggered the parking lights to stay on could be reset due to losing the electric charge. no dice.

i then started muttling through the fuses, as perhaps a fuse could have blown leading to a malfunction in the electrical system. again, no dice.

we had tickets to a movie and were short on time, so i disconnected the battery cable again to preserve the life. the walk to the theatre plagued me with troubled thoughts of frustrated curiosity and a sketched game plan of how to remedy this issue.

once returning home tonight, i decided to run a quick google search or two and see what turned up for the query "subaru parking lights staying on." i proceeded to load the first 5 hits in tabs and curse through them, which all said the same thing...there is a parking light switch on the steering column that was, in most likelihood, mistakenly hit and the cause of the unwanted illumination.

humiliated by user error, but overjoyed by the reconnection of the battery cable and flick of a switch to finally solve the problem. thank you, internet, for your infinite wisdom.

slippers

i like to wear house slippers. it was a commonplace practice around my house as a kid, but fell out of standard practice after moving out. a couple of years back, i rekindled the love for cushy foot comfort and procured a pair of indoor footware on sale after the winter season.

i usually stow my slippers once spring comes and there is always a bit of surprise when i re-discover them when the seasons begin to change for the cooler each fall.

i park my slippers by the door, awaiting the retreat from work each day. at night, i unsheathe my feet and leave the cushy pair resting at the foot of the bed. each morning, sliding my sleepy feet back into the friendly treads with a soothing sensation washing over me through the seemingly mundane experience.

thank you, dear slippers, for the joy you bring.