Jeanne, O Jeanne

Krstn had a sexy-time dream last night, but I doubt she will blog it. That's private. Anyway, we both attribute our weird dreams to the massive quantities of potatoes-and-cheese that we ate last night. I had a whole series of weird ones, but I will only mention one, that features Jeanne, a professor emeritus that I will not name fully here, to protect the innocent. Well, not that there is anything scandalous about what happened with Jeanne, in my dream. Just that we were going to co-write a book about owning your first dog. 'Nuff said.

Anakena, anaconda, akela

This Chilean snake is a leader among boys. Just 11$ a bottle, the label states "carefully handpicked", and indeed, Krstn did handpick it off the shelves. This wine is made from a variety of grape called the Carménère, evidently not much cultivated anymore in France, but increasingly so in Chile. A deelite-full wine. Bubbles just like the band: ooooo lala la la laaaaa.

Cabernet Sauvignon 33% more

My first effort at posting this failed.

It will try again in a few moments, but if the First Evar Video Commentary on this outstanding Cabernet Sauvignon fails, then it must be so.

The most important thing about this wine is the 33% more aspect of it.

Cabernet Sauvignon 33 % More

What a hell of a deal. Got me some good drink on with THIS baby. For the first and only time, here is my video review of this extraordinary wine. This exclusive footage was filmed on Salt Spring Island, at the outstanding bed and breakfast Talasan that I hope you will find time to unwind at, like we did. Talasan: like Talahasi, only different. While the video uploads, which can take a while, I will babble on about the raspberry overtones of this outstanding value wine. Let me just say now for the record, what drew me to this wine was not the extra 33% but the clear demonstration of ecological awareness of this small Australian winery. The label lists the various ways in which they support the environment. It brought Breugles to me eyes. Just the thought of it makes me want to have another glass. Jesssus, only 7M of 80M uploaded. I am gonna be here all night.

Meat fest at my old friend's house

I was visiting a friend at her apartment. I was really happy to see her again, but had stayed a long time, perhaps even days, and was hoping to leave soon. I felt uncomfortable about leaving, but felt some urgency to move on (where to, I'm not sure).

At the same time as I was going to say my goodbyes, she started getting her place ready for a big party. She had these huge pieces of meat, sides of beef and other, more fancy things that she was going to cook for the party.

I had to leave but realized that she needed help with cooking what looked like very complicated meat dishes. The apartment was chaotic. I remember feeling overwhelmed and guilty. Then friends started showing up at her place; the atmosphere was warm and friendly despite the disorganization all around us.

Apartment noise makes bombs

Now that J and I are on vacation, we're going to try, sweet mother of god, to revive this blog. So I'm going to get back on the horse with a dream that J had last night...

Over after-work snacks, he told me and his sister that he had a dream about walking around with bombs strapped to his chest. To which she replied, "oh yeah, that's because you slept at mom's house last night and it's really noisy outside her apartment."