I keeping going to the liquor store and finding more oddities. Brandy from Moldova and Albania. Irish whiskey that I'm positive is from the 80s. Now I walk in and find another whiskey from the 80s. Sunny Brook bourbon. The label says National Distillers, which were sold to Jim Beam in 1987.
Think about it: the first atomic pile was in this town. That nut Fermi probably opened a rift in the space time continuum here. Doesn't that explain so much?
The guardian of quality for generations is apparently a train conductor.
So I'm thinking that the next time I exit the store I will be in the year 1985 and I'm going to end up on some zany adventure. Wish me luck. From the future.