Wine calls me back. Back to work. Back to exploration of its lively and ontological, thoughtful throws and […]
Winery Life
Not sipping during day. Anticipating what wine… what wine to taste, the wine’s philosophy and language scoping my […]
Fuck fruit flies.
At winery. Quiet. No activity on crush pad, or room to my left, but that certainly doesn’t mean […]
Getting restless, and agitated waiting for something to happen in this office.. going for a walk, to tasting […]
With last glass of this red, and thinking about my time at the desk today, writing and rewriting […]
Whenever I see 529 anything I see it as a boon, yes because of my birthday numbers or […]
Wined and Windblown Had been meaning to stop, for years, and finally I did a few weeks […]
…on giant corduroy beanbag on the first floor will Joyce upstairs naps. I should be working on my […]