Frank, I was just thinking about your ex-apartment. What is your situation now, all settled yet?
Theo - I'm in the process of buying the condo in Amesbury, which has proven trickier than expected due two vacant commercial units on the first floor. I think I've got everything set to get the mortgage, though. However, still pretty far from settled.
I can taste the difference between $10 wine and $25 wine, and maybe even the difference between $25 wine and $60 wine. But I doubt I'd be able to discern between $60 and $600 wine. If someone would like to give me a $600 bottle of wine to test this theory, ping me and I will send you my address.
All of my wine these days comes from Lot18 and is mostly $18/bottle rioja because it is fucking delicious.
I prefer prosecco or cava to most champagne I've had as well. I'm actually looking to learn more about reasonably priced wine so I can help with ordering wine for the bar (which will be opening this week!).
Sounds like a great trip, sara, except for the eye stuff.
ION, credit.com just gave me my Experian credit score for actual-free -- I didn't have to sign up for a trial anything -- and it's really good! I've never known my actual score before, partly due to being scared in the past. It looks like the only thing I could do to significantly raise it is have a car loan or mortgage, which yeah, no.
Wine is like coffee for me too. Mostly it's somewhere between "You're kidding" and "I wouldn't do it twice in a month or anything" and then you give me the expensive stuff and I'm all "This I can do like water."
But, to be honest, I have no idea where that price is for wine. My sister's friend had a sommelier pick out a couple wines for her since she couldn't find her absolute favourite (to thank her for burning some TV for her--sis will never explain torrents to her) and the red totally didn't have that edge that makes me not able to drink with abandon.
Dropped sis off at airport, am at office, foot hurts like bitch, head chiming in, and this is where I face up to "Life is pain. Anyone who says differently is selling something." Changing from driving brace to existing bandage, hope no one comes back to the area.
I can taste the difference between $10 wine and $25 wine, and maybe even the difference between $25 wine and $60 wine. But I doubt I'd be able to discern between $60 and $600 wine.
I am Jessica, regarding wine. I buy $10 wine, natch.
I'm in recovery, my eyes are having a little trouble focussing. Nothing a nice nap won't fix.
I really hate teaching in the summer without air conditioning. It's at least 85 degrees in these classrooms. And in one of them, the handles on almost all of the windows are broken, so they won't open.
A Batman comic for Teppy: [link]
Where the fuck are you? I had an entire meeting where an executive (that I was sent in to meet because we're tight like that) questioned every axiom of one of our major projects.
And you have nothing to distract me? WHAT USE ARE YOU?