Doesn't Feel Like a Champagne Day

Although it should be an exciting champagne moment the images struck me differently,...Shades of 9/11.

Souless Sinner and Chief

In the wake of all the death and destruction left behind by "W", I'd hate to see what things would have looked like had he sold his soul. That is assuming he has one.

Shoes Are Not Enough - Give Bush the Boot

As I watched the infamous shoe incident once again, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. Pausing to pour a glass of wine I was suddenly struck by the symbolism of the moment. Perhaps it was the rich bright crimson ruby of the wine that brought the tragedy of the moment into focus. Or maybe the complex layered nose of ripe black cherry, overlaid with dark chocolate and violets that sparked my thinking. But it could have been simply the wine's label that made the shoes incident so clear. Trevor Jones Boots Grenache.

Unlike other commentators that contrast this shoe throw spectacle with toppling of the Saddam statue. For me, this moment awakens memories of the traveling boots memorial that visually brings to life the lives lost in this needless war.

It is bad enough to see all the boots let behind by the brave soldiers who lost their life because the Bush administration lied us into war. But an equally shocking part of the display is the piles of shoes that represent the now millions of Iraq's that have died since the invasion.

For now W was able to avoid a pair of shoes but I pray the souls of the many lives he has effected will continue to haunt him.

Happy Repeal Day

Thankfully no more prohibition. Need I say more.

Say it Ain't so - No More MOJO

A guess I should have seen it coming. Had I spend more time with my favorite channel on the web rather than watching it on my HD TV I would have know this day was coming. But since I was unaware of the looming doom, I was surprised to discover that today the MOJO channel was been cancelled.

For me MOJO had become a mind numbing desert, enjoyed after dinner with a nice glass of wine. With the stress of the work day now behind me, I would relax with TV pals like Zane Lamprey. Together we'd learn how best to catch a buzz all over the world. As I wine greek, I have been looking forward making a new friend in Billy Merritt on UnCorked. But that is all on hold for now.

Instead I stare at a simple text message on a black screen. Wine in hand and sadness in my heart. I've lost my MOJO.
Let's have a drink.