blitzed to contention. a friend of the family had gifted us a fine bottle of jc cognac at a recent party. fine friend, he looks like a foe to me now. i could not resist, my palette curious, and now i'm warm, honest. oh i have no insecurities. i'd bare my soul and be as honest with strangers as with the dearest of friends. this stuff will do that to you. it's like the drink of angels.