Tommy favors same sex marriage.

With the recent court ruling in California, people are no longer talking, they are shouting about same sex marriage. I for one, favor same sex marriages. Why shouldn't homosexuals be able to experience falling in love and the joy of marriage only to find out shortly thereafter that their beloved betrothed partner is no longer interested in sex, is into substance abuse, is probably a borderline psychotic and a shrew to live with? And why shouldn't homosexuals experience the adversarial nature of divorce court resulting in a legal decree insuring financial ruin to both parties and qauranteeing life long bitter feelings of hatred and strained personel relationships? Tommy says, "legalize same sex marriage or ban the institution of marriage all together." Level the playing field people. That settled, let's renew our vows and rejoice with a dram of Glenrothes Limited Edition 16 year old 43% bottled in 1957 with a wedding ban gold appearance, peach taste, and dried fruit and vanilla wedding cake finish. Until drink do us apart. Slainte, Tommy Maaltman.

Tommy talks blogo motivation.

Many people have asked, "Tommy, why start a blog?". "What was your motivation.?" Well, after endlessly hearing one "TV pundit" after another say, "I talk about it on my blog," like Laura Ingraham for example, I decided to start my own blog. In Ingraham's case, a child of privilege, graduate of Dartmouth University, and the University of Virginia Law School, worked for Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas of the Anita Hill fame, (remember the sexual harassment testimony during the Senate confirmation hearings?) Ingraham went on to become a radio and TV personality always appearing with a large gold crucifix around her neck regardless of what top she is wearing, and STARTED A BLOG. Along the way she adopted a child and developed cancer, boo hoo. So for lack of a better reason, like the pundits, I can now say, " I talk about it on my blog." And speaking about blogging, let's talk about a dram of 53.43, Coal Ila, 114.6, 57.3%, bottled in 1999 with a pale gold greenish hue and delicate gold hyalinized appearance, smoke and peat taste and pipe tobacco and burnt toast finish. Hey, who put the pubic hair on the rim of my Glencairne glass? Now that's blogging! Slainte, Tommy Maaltman

Tommy gets treated for frostbite.

Recently I went to my Dermatologist, an old friend and alpine skier from Poland, for treatment of a facial lesion that developed after being exposed to 60 mile an hour winds in negative 5 degree farenheit temperature while skiing in the Tetons. Marek took one look at the lesion and said, "no problem," in his thick eastern European accent as he reached for a canister of liquid nitrogen. Directing the nozzle at the lesion he expertly delivered aerosolized liquid nitrogen millimeters from my right eye freezing the affected area and causing an instant stinging seconds before my skin went numb and lifeless. Oh, so this is how single malt whisky must feel after dumping ice cubes into it! First an ice cold sting, then it goes numb draining and destroying the taste and essence of the malt. The moral of this piece is, don't freeze anything unless you want to destroy it's essence. Think about that as you enjoy a dram of Ben Nevis 10 year old with a bronze appearance, hard dark chocolate nose, Belgium dark chocolate and toffee flavor and cigar smoke finish, NEAT!!! Slainte, Tommy Maaltman

Tommy revolutionizes anger management for the disgruntled employee.

After sitting through the work place anger management video for the umpteenth time as I was signing the attestation form stating that I understood the contents and will try harder to control my temper, a light bulb went off in my head! Instead of the same old anger management recommendations why not have a dram of single malt the next time you unload on some poor old incompetent co-worker/underling. I recommend an Auchentoshan 1973 29 year old sherry butt, No 793, 55.8 vol., pinkish red in color, peachy nose, fluffy, fruity taste, and nutty finish. This may be the best reason for an exception to the rule, No Alcohol in the Workplace, if there ever was one. And with a more effective anger management program in place, wouldn't it make sense to lift the oppressive, No Hand Guns in the Workplace Policy? If this doesn't improve your mood next time you go postal, nothing will. Slainte, Tommy Maaltman

Tommy raises a unibrow.

This may raise a collective unibrow in the Muslim world but anyone remotely interested in the War on Terror should read the book, Enemies At The Gate by Andrew Wheatcroft, dealing with the age-old and unending struggle between the Christian Faith and the vast, malevolent, dark power of Islam. And speaking of dark and powerful, why not poor yourself a dram of Ben Nevis 123.8, 61.9% 15 year old bottled in 1984 with a dark, rich, oily, mahogany appearance. So dark even a blind man could pick it out of a line up. Too bad it's no longer available for purchase. I think I have the last remaining bottle in the world thanks to Paul Rossi losing a bet when he confidently held his bottle up and boldly said to me, "If you can identify this single malt it's yours." It was easier than snatching candy from an hydrocephalic newborn baby with it's one of a kind dark mahogany color. The nose is astringent with a aromatic burnt caramel taste and a 9/11 finish. Slainte, Tommy Maaltman

Tommy says, "let them drink cake!"

Marie Antoinette allegedly famously said, " Qu'ils mangent de la Brioch, (Let them eat cake) shortly before her head was severed from her body by the Quillotine during the Reign of Terror of the French Revolution. At the time the French people were starving and were unable to even afford bread. Pondering this historic time in history, I couldn't help but think about the single malt whisky, Royal Lochnagar Rare Malts, 24 year old, distilled 1972 ,55.7 vol., with a royal gold color, fresh baked nose, spicy, sweet taste and cake dusted with cinnamon and nutmeg finish. Perhaps a better choice of words for the Queen would have been, "Let them drink cake," thus satiating the unruly mob and saving her pompous neck. Slainte, Tommy Maaltman

Tommy responds to Patty O'Ds offer to buy a bottle of single malt.

Over vacation after we enjoyed a Glenmorangie original 10 year old single malt, Patty O'D offered to buy the next bottle. I responded, "No need," as I thought to myself, there is no way I'm going to let Patty O'D use my daughter's Martha's Vineyard gift certificate that I gave here for Christmas to buy me another bottle of single malt. Nobody puts baby in a corner. But if Patty O'D happens to see an interesting bottle at Binny's in Chicago, I say, "go for it.". Perhaps a Glenmorangie Nector d'Or additionally matured in a French wine barriques after a minimum of ten years in bourbon casks. Color lemon, nose wine fruits and spice, with a taste of lemons, custard, and gingerbread with a spicy and fruity finish. Now that's a dram! Slainte, Tommy Maaltman