so it's late Sunday evening and I'm sitting out on the back patio and surfing the internet on the wireless connection..Sweet. But really I am indulging in my newest passion: Pinot Grigio.
I realize that pinot grigio is not exactily hard core as passions go. It's not Coltrane or Cubism. Ah, what the hell. It's been a cold winter and now I'm sitting outside with some good music and some good wine and a good cigar. Why shouldn't I be happy? Why shouldn't I say "God is in his heaven and all's right with the world."?
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