Had the Madigans over tonight.  So of course, much wine.  And me, the writer, so behind on things I’ve written and have to publish, or post to this blog.  Sipping the rest of this Sheldon Pinot— remember meeting Mr. Sheldon, on a day they weren’t open and he being the welcoming chap he was, is, letting me in to taste wine, joking he was going to put me to work, help him carry the bottles over to a makeshift tasting area— feel like Kerouac about to finish  novel—  Wine, I’m realizing is more than just a thematic anchor— it’s all.