wine exploration, my new attitude and forum for the bottles, tomorrow. And in morrow, early wake. This morning […]

Nothing slipshod. All measured. Take lunch early. Flex your pages’ intensity and gibbosity. I don’t care what I […]

Sipping Pinot, the one my friend Ed gave me a couple years ago, or maybe early ’13.  Not […]

Over 3,000 words for the day, and I’m exhausted, but I still want to write.  And my writer […]