Word: scotchness
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...marijuana? "Because it kicks. It's just like being a lush only you don't have a hangover and you're not sloppy and getting sick and maybe going out and driving a car and killing someone like a lush. And it's cheaper than Scotch. Two or three people can get high on one joint [marijuana cigarette]. Of course, you can take bennies [Benzedrine] or dexies [Dexedrine], but they make me too nervous. I'm a hog. I don't just take one. I take three or four. You can get hooked...
Mike Zelsmith, film producer, is on the skids. It is years since he won his last Academy Award. His marriage is heading for the breakers while he guzzles Scotch on the rocks. Fed up with Mike's arty epics and domestic antics, his movie magnate father-in-law cuts off his bank credit. The Hollywood gripevine says that Mike Zelsmith, whom "even intellectuals respect," is about to make his first "quickie," a $300,000 thriller...
...mass production. When Aeneas Coffey perfected a still which could mass-produce whisky from grain, giant distilling combines sprang up, added fine malt whisky to grain-distilled spirits; in 1909 they defeated the efforts of Glenlivet and other malt distillers to prevent them from using the name "Scotch" for such blends. Glenlivet and a handful of other malt distillers all but gave up the consumer market, became makers of whiskymakers' whiskies. Today, in the 16 bonded warehouses adjoining the distillery, there are more than 1,200,000 gallons of maturing Glenlivet, mostly in casks belonging to practically every brand...
...including taxes and duties. Glenlivet's Smith Grant has never advertised in the U.S., thinks that U.S. drinking habits are against a big market for his whisky. Like most Scotsmen, who say that straight Glenlivet "goes down singing hymns," he is horrified at the U.S. custom of drowning Scotch in water or soda, gulping it down iced...
...things he would like the public to know without having to broadcast them himself. They can't come from him. Spontaneously you understand. The columnist's eyebrows bristle with portent. The very important person has finished his brandy. Time to join the ladies. After a short Scotch fizzed with generalities, the wife of the very important person rises to her feet. Once they have gone, there is nothing left to say. As if the house were on fire, the less important guests are handed their wraps and hurried to the door...