Random Sunday musings.
- I'm really craving a big Southern breakfast. Scrambled eggs, biscuits and gravy, bacon, sausage and ham, and grits with butter.
- The Raiders are amazingly bad.
- I'm in a weird place right now. There might be a serious medical problem, up to and including a return of my cancer, but I need to wait on tests to be sure.
- This leaves me a bit flustered and removed.
- I'm ignoring the baseball playoffs until the Dodgers (spit) are eliminated.
- On the other hand, the 49ers are doing well.
- I'm working on three stories right now. Two that really should be novels, and one short.
- This seems to work for me, as the stories are all quite different.
- Being a Wineaux, I'm already thinking about what to bring for Thanksgiving.
- It's going to be a big year, about eight adults and two small fry.
- Luckily, all we're on the hook for is the vino.
- I'm thinking a nice Pinot Noir and either a Riesling or Gewurztraminer. I think we have a drinkable bottle of each already.
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I am making VERY STERN faces at the universe and demanding that it sort this shit out IMMEDIATELY!
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Proving, as my old boss used to say, that just because it's a cheap wine doesn't mean it's a bad one. He also said the reverse was true.
Good to see the writing is working.