I'm a little miffed that none of the more poetical types who read this blog took any notice of my gloss of a song last week. I generally stay far away from waters where I am apt to drown, and I expect praise and much stroking when I wade into them. I realize it was a mere pop song, but a rather good one. Harrumph, I say. Harrumph.
Monday, January 27, 2003
About Me
- Name: Brian
- Location: Boston, MA, United States
The 5 point Scale: 1: I drank it, and wanted to warn you against doing the same. (I won't post a lot of these.) 2: If it's the only wine available, sure, whatev. 3: "Tuesday night wine." Okay, it's not fabulous, but if you open it on a work night and don't finish it and it goes bad before the end of the bottle, well--Tuesday was enjoyable and you won't feel guilty about the unconsumed bits, at least for the money you spent. 4: Terrific, as far as plonk goes. 5: Priced like plonk, but drinks like something much pricier. Within the boundaries of this blog, exceptional wine.
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