I sometimes call white wine “the other wine,” because it’s not red wine, which is what I consider “the real wine.”
But they have a nice white wine open right now for tasting … as soon as I get a minute I’ll go copy down the info and post it online, here, on this web site, so you can see it.
You guys know about this wine? It’s a white wine. I just sold two bottles of it. “Now you know.”
It’s on, I’m in the shop. Holy toe-lee-dough this California Cabernet is SMOKING. “Who says you can’t make wine in California?” Come by and grab a bottle of this Wyatt Cab … it’s nice.
Big show tomorrow night! Anyone who travels 5+ hours to attend GETS IN FREE.
I’ll be liveblogging from the wine shop starting around noon EST. “Yes Virginia there is a Santa Claus.”
In honor of tax week, I’ve applied for an extension for this week’s Friday Face-Offs. It’ll be back next week.
I’ve been scouring the internet for my pope research. Man, there are like over 100 facts about the pope!
Apparently he lives in his own special city in Rome, called “Vacation City.”
He wears a white dress and holds a scepter.
He can speak English like normal people, but he can also speak Latin (Bible-language the ancient gods spoke) and German (the language of love).
As soon as I find more pope facts, I’ll post them here.
1. Hope
What a pope, huh guys? That’s some pope we got there.
Blog reader (and birthday boy) MH made me a great sampler CD of contemporary heavy metal: Genghis Tron, Necrophagist, etc. I was relieved to hear the screaming monster vocal style is still the default mode of expression within that genre.
This kid holds his own against all those bands. He’s like “David After Dentist†meets Myotonia.
There’s a great line in Joe Meno’s novel “Hairstyles of the Damned†about a feeling I know well—loving a song so much it risks inducing violence: “What was it about that song? I loved that song so much it sometimes made me want to kick a hole in the wall.â€
It’s like this kid is trying to kick his voice through a wall.
In the opening moments, I imagine him talking to his blankie: “ARGGGHH Blankie, I love this song so freakin’ much I can’t believe it!!! Kings of Leon!!!” Then at (1:24) it’s too much for him: “Get me out of this car seat and into the pit! I need to put my foot through a wall NOW.” But then he also has flashes of profound calm and contentment (1:31). I’ll bet you nine prayer-shawls this kid is a bodhisattva.
FRIDAY FACE-OFFS! “We did it again.”
Have a great weekend.