Tonight, Pinot. Not sure why I took this bottle home, when I had the choice of all those […]
poetry
1:06am. Still awake, writing. Going for 2am. Well, I’m justing letting anyone actually reading that I COULD write […]
Thinking of sleep, but that’s wasteful, is it not? How will that help me finish these projects? Need […]
12:10am. Finally got around to buying “On the Road” by the actual Kerouac. It’s right next to me, […]
And then the Cabernet sings to me I beg it to dizzy me Reclined, in character visions She’s […]
“This wine is full of itself,” a lady, on the second tour I did today, said. There was […]
Only Sonoma Coast/Sonoma County could, can, produce a Pinot with this type of delightful disruption. Imagining mySelf again […]
Not sure I’ll have enough time to write, as Mr. mini-Kerouac’s a bit testy. But while I’m at […]
Thursday. Not sure I can get the day’s thousand in 50 minutes. And I’m not even sure it’s […]
This morning, rain, wind. Time, 8:30a. Me, with coffee, session’d. Staying home from work, just to keep an […]