“She’s Every Woman,” Garth Brooks.
Y’all didn’t think I listened to country? I’ll have you know I went through that Garth-loving hysteria, just like all my classmates in middle school. It was a phase of liking music everyone liked, and since I missed the NKOTB phase (I was just getting into Sgt. Pepper), I thought I’d [...]
There’s Your Karma.
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Monthly Archives: March 2008
Women I Want to Be, in Song:
right on, right on.
So.
Obama’s campaign people have leased a section of the building I work in to set up their Indiana headquarters. I peek in there every time I walk by to see lots of young, attractive people. And they’re all doing seemingly important things, like trying to change our nation, while I’m filling out spreadsheets [...]
Things Said…
during Kristy Lee Cook’s performance of the schmaltzy Lee Greenwood ballad, “Proud to Be an American” during last night’s American Idol.
Jenn: “Are you fucking kidding me?”
Jenn: “…”
Jenn: “No way.”
Jenn: “This has to be fake.”
Jenn: “What, so this is supposed to get the red-state vote?”
[five seconds later]
Jenn: “Oh my God, this girl’s a genius.”
Damon: “Why?
Jenn: “Freedom [...]
we’ll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down
While we visited mainly smaller wineries, there is something to be said for your larger, more famous ones. They are gorgeous, and have lovely lighting later in the day. Here’s a set from the Robert Mondavi Winery.
Another dog that I wanted to steal!
Annie + Chardonnay
Jess, having a moment.
Wish I could carry them in my pocket.
Okay, [...]
Coolness at the Counter
This guy deserved his own entry because I loved him and this is honestly one of my favorite pictures I’ve ever taken.
This was just a customer who saddled up to the bar while we were having lunch in Napa. One of the things I am working on is getting over the fact that when I [...]
The Wino and I Know (or: The Last Time I Will Use a Buffet Song in a Title Line)
Reasons I don’t have pictures of my favorite winery, Homewood :
1) I had a half day of drinking under my belt already and didn’t trust myself with my expensive camera.
2) It wasn’t a photogenic scene to begin with.
3) We were engrossed in conversation with Pierre, the French-Canadian, who poured us everything on this list, plus [...]
You Can Learn a Lot of Things from the Flowers…
When we visited the Gundlach Bundschu Winery (Gun. Luck. Bundt. Shoe.), it was rainy. But they had flowers. And I had my trusty camera.
and the less I seek my source for some definitive, the closer I am to wine
Did I mention I love, love, love wine country? It’s quiet and peaceful and rich and lovely, and you meet the greatest people with wonderful stories and limitless passions.
This is the winery at Nicholson Ranch (in the foothills of Sonoma)
They had this great big window in their tasting room that let in TONS of natural [...]
Russell and the Cheese Cart
More from the Great San Francisco Adventure of ‘08…
Jess’s parents hooked us up with an AMAZING stay at the Fairmont Sonoma Inn and Spa. I was kind of walking around, mouth agape, for the whole experience, but I did take a picture of the bed in our room:
And this picture of cake:
In an amazing act [...]
Blarney.
I didn’t think St. Patrick’s Day was going to be a big deal in Indianapolis. Little did I know, a large percentage of people (including children and officers of the law) take the day off and get wasted in the streets all day. Bess, Jana, and I discovered this when we attempted to go to [...]
Nom Nom Nom
I’m uncomfortable with the creepy manner in which this baby is looking around the corner.And then I thought of how I kind of want to munch on his pudgy kneecaps, and decided that was WAAAAAY creepier.
Subconciously Harnessing My Inner Hussy?
I just had a dream in which I was driving along a really steep cliff on the west coast. I lost control and got jettisoned action-movie-style out of the Cavalier as it plummeted to it’s rocky death below (sorry, Silver Bullet). I had forgotten that Corona was in the car, but she somehow survived the [...]
I can’t believe…
…I’ve made it nearly 25 years without hearing this song. It’s pretty much the best song ever written.
More from Dandertown.
I want to pop my eyeball out, rinse it under some nice clean running water, and pop it back in.