As I think about the evening ahead, I've had a bit of a premonition.

Last night as I slept I was overcome with a considerably painful gout attack leaving my right ankle swollen. Anyone here with gout experience knows how damned painful it is. Luckily for me my meds are taking effect, and some of the swelling, and pain have been reduced, though it is still difficult to walk at my ussual pace.

Tonight, against my better judgement, I'll be going to a small scotch tasting and then to dinner with a few friends. Being as I am fighting the pain associated with the gout attack, my threshold for BS has been lowered, and I snip back at people much quicker. My premonition being I will quickly, and a bit venomuosly snip at a kilt comment which will lead to trouble. I will be with three gentlemen all over 6' in height, but two of them are about 20years older than I.

Anyway, somehow I can't get past the feeling I'll be getting punched right in the kisser(wouldn't be the first time).

Hopefully a dram or two of The Balvenie will ease these feelings.