Friday, August 15, 2008
Wine-er
The wife works for a company with a HEAVY European influence. So when she goes out to dinner there is a lesson in wine.
Last Christmas she gets a nice bottle for a gift from her boss.
-----jump ahead 6 mos.-----
The wife is gone on business and a neighbor invites us over for a little impromptu pizza party. (have you seen where this is going yet?)
I can't stand to go empty handed, but it is only a pizza party and mainly for kids. So I grab one of the dusty bottles from the wine rack and head on over (if you can't tell what is happening yet you need help).
I grabbed what I come to find out that it was the bottle that the boss gave her and that it was a very, very nice bottle of wine that I can't replace.
Luckily the dog house roof doesn't leak.
Pedaling backwards
Since the wife is traveling I've had to keep all of my workouts indoors this week. I found a classic VH1 station to watch and have been enjoying the videos I forgotten long ago.
I have noticed how '80s popular singers were uglier compared to todays performers. However, today's pretty ones can't seem to stay out of trouble/rehab. Maybe I'm being too nostalgic, plenty of the 80s crowd did their stint on a clean ward.
Here's to Glory Days!
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Stupid Summer
I can't BLOG right now. Summer is eating all of my time and chewing viscously on my soul.
No, I really like the season. I just wish it were a bit more predictable. Can anyone say "Bo has a cast iron box"?
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
A lesson you learn the first time
I advise against stopping for White Castles after a long road trip and then sharing a hotel room with your father who already predisposed to gastronomic exuberance.
-those were the good ole days, right Dad?
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