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products of the machine age found object collage...from ebay...it's getting dark here, huh?
"When I hear somebody sigh
that 'Life is hard', I am always tempted to ask, 'Compared to what?'."
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when will it be fun again? Awake at four. Sleeping well at seven. At work at 9:15. I should swallow Advil and Aloe Vera after I've had rich food and wine. This avoids waking up at 4 AM to do this. At any rate, once I do, I sleep like a baby. We are having a meeting to discuss a paper. I am reading and commenting on the paper on my computer. Shaking my head. In the phone-in meeting, I wait for others to speak out. "I guess they let me on this committee to be the contrarian," says one. "No, that would be my job. You will have to take another," I say. Meetings. They fill up your day and, if you aren't careful, you will imagine you are doing something. I leave that meeting (by hanging up the phone...phone conferences are better than bringing people together at great expense to disagree). Of course, we have all been challenged to 'write our comment up.' When you do this, you are hoping the people won't bother and you can say they didn't care enough. Zoot is packed tonight for a special event that is part of the Texas Hill Country Wine and Food Festival. We are sharing a table with a couple who owns Messina Hof Winery. Paul and Merrill Bonarrigo relentlessly market their venture and tonight is no different. He wears his signature red cap and red shoes and they go around the room passing out greeting, info bags and inviting people to visit the property near Bryan/College Station. They finally settle in and we start swapping wine stories. They've been on winemaker tours to Bourdeaux and Burgundy so they have some good tales. Their Pinot Grigio is being poured around and it's good. We dive into the courses. I have a Salad of Grilled Squid and Grilled Marinated Lamb Chop. It comes with Cap*Rock Toscana Rosso 1999. The other choice, duck, comes with an Italian Wine. (The theme of the festival this year is Italian wine.) That Cap*Rock wine is a real surprise. Jammy, big and beautiful and with a great nose. I like wines that really smell good. This one smells so good you could just sniff. I don't, of course. Life is too good. Nice food, perfectly served and a nice conversation. FFP no longer gives his time away to this organization so he is relaxed and enjoying himself. (Well, after the wine makers sat down. He was getting antsy munching bread and muttering that he should have had more lunch.) What then? Well, after a good meal and some wine. Read myself to sleep. |
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