Friday, July 13, 2012

Oh Oh It's Magic - and a glass of T3

whenever I leave her place she sends me off with magical accouterments.  they ward off the fashion police.  she has the ability to make things cuter, even me.  I choose to rock it like a tough guy though and that's where the magic happens.  she casts her spell and the ladies flock to me, so I've learned to go with it.

I'm at the bar writing when I really should be reading.  I just haven't written in in so long that it feels good to finally put my thoughts on paper rather than filling my head with someone else's words.  So I do what I want, write and enjoy a glass of wine.

I'm in a public man cave, a old dive bar that my grandpa use to get drunk at.  It tends to be more of a hipster hangout these days but on this sunny mid-week after noon guys that would have like to drink with grandpa are gathered, they arrive in twos.  they've come to feed their beer guts and work their farmers tans.  I'm they only one drinking wine.  It's a nicely balanced blend with lots of dark fruit flavors that as a by the glass wine just aren't done justice.  this is a bottle best enjoyed among friends.  the place and moment are not doing this wine justice.

Nor is my outfit she would think.  why waste the magic she sent me out the door with in a place like this.  agreed is my reply to her voice in my head, but I'm finishing my wine.  Patience it turns out is a virtue.  when I'm finally putting any empty glass down to walk out the door we connect.  even in here the magic work.  I shouldn't be surprised anymore, I already know that under the charms of her spell they can't help but flock to me.  I can't pull away now, this new beauty lovely brown eyes catch my gaze once more.  what's a guy to do but continue to ride the flow. 

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

That's Just the Way It Is - Vietti Roero Arneis

...bass, bass, the bump, the thump, the rhythm pouring into my body through my bones into my soul, it transforms how I move so I strut. and now the vibe flows out, from me to those around me.  they can feel it.  we dance

when I'm here, it's a intoxicating place to be... for everyone.  I'm on the edge, poised to break on through to life on the other side.  don't worry, I'm bringing the entire party with me.  what's up... what scares you. getting old?

let yourself feel it, let go, you don't need everything you are holding on to, it's just stuff holding you back.  I know that's what it does to me; weighs me down.  I find it's hard to dance with an albatross around my neck, life is lighter when you bling.  not with diamonds, watches and things.  my pressence is anounced by my aura, my vibe, my flow in life...

not feeling it, take a sip of Vietti Roero Arneis.  allow the sweet nectar to slide down the back of your throat.  relax.  breath. close your eyes and smile.  now wave and wave and wave, show me what you got. we roll