Being a bit of a foolish person, during the Super Bowl I was sipping a wee skosh of Weller whiskies and enjoying the bourbon, the game, and myself. I reviewed this 375 bottle of MM (I happened to find the last bit in that 375 ml bottle, it was not all gone as previously reported) in November and since I found the Weller Centennial to be superb bourbon I muttered to myself, muttered I, 'I wonder how that MM I liked earlier would stack up agin this wonderful Weller Centennial?' No sooner had I muttered these words than my faithful drinking companion and dog, 'Barleycorn' handed me a sip of the MM. The MM made a creditable showing and I was impressed, but the Centennial is a bit more complex. Still, MM in this instance is a fine bourbon. Barleycorn, who put his smeller in both glasses, allowed as how he knew it would be the Centennial that came out on top. Damn shitass dog, don't it just gall you when somebody (even a dog) knows you so good?
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. - Dylan Thomas