Max

I'm drinking a pretty tasty tempranillo. It's dry but tastes somewhat like berries which is mostly what I like in a wine. This one in particular tastes a bit like blueberries. It is definitely an OK wine but it cost a bit more than I'd like.

Oh well.

I went to my favorite local taqueria last night and had the best non-conversation with the clerk. I had said something about "shit it's cold" and he responded with "Oh yeah man, I know! It's like I get up this morning and I'm thinking 'Do I go to work?' If I go to work I freeze... If I stay home I freeze!"

It's true.

I love the theoretical (are they real??) tableaus suggested by reality TV. I'd title the one I just saw "Your fake mom is here to laugh condescendingly about the quality of your pancakes."