*comes sailing into Bar with a big smile*
*and holding up a bottle of 2008 Heritance Cabernet Sauvignon -- from just down the road in St. Helena*
Just one bottle, but bring up your mugs and everybody can get a taste. This is nice stuff. It was given to me earlier today in Napa. I'm mentoring two high school seniors who are building pedal-vehicles for Kinetic Sculpture Racing as their official Senior Project. One of the Moms gave me the wine. Wonderful people. Two families, three generations, gorgeous redwood-studded hills outside Napa, very bright young fellas. There is hope for humanity yet! Race on Memorial Weekend.
Drove straight back to a rented hall in Clearlake where a certain v-e-r-y c-u-t-e lady named Lori (met her at a City Council meeting some time ago) had invited me to a movie and lecture. Sure enough, the speaker arrived an hour late, thanks to the above mentioned schtooooooopid time change. And this is a guy with a Doctorate in something very brainy involving human instincts, a world-wide best-selling book, a few years as a Zen Monk in Korea, and so forth. Still, freeken DST-nonsense got the better of even him.
All right, how did you like that Cab? When I drink wine it is usually the Chardonnay I serve in camp, but this Cab is very smooth and has a long gentle finish. It's a bit weak on flavor, but then... I have tasted a 1937 Grand Marnier Cognac, and nothing measures up on flavor after that.
Woohoo! For The Glory! Burn The Man! Show Your Tits! Bacon And PBR! Up The Revolution! And so on and so forth.
(I don't drink alchohyl very often.)