Red Rock 2009 "Reserve"

The only thing they reserved from this bottle was good wine.  This wine was crap, made from rejected raisins. The only reason I drank it was because I was irritated and I had also started with a cheap Merlot earlier.

Red Rock...

Balls, I say. Balls!


Blue-Balls Wine, it almost always gets you there....



Everything here in Sonoma closes just before you think of it.  It's communal psychic predictive prevention.

Sonoma Timeline, in Prose:  It occurs to me that I'd like another glass of wine, I look at the clock, the store has just closed,  I call and speak in hurried desperate sentence fragments and non-sequitirs, pleading my case, pleading for even a half case, fuck!, pleading at a single bottle, please, please, me..... It's uncanny, every time, they say, "I'm sorry, we're closed",  I scream,  Then stop answering the phone you fucking communications cop (or Nazi, depending on my mood) ...!~!!~!!!,  Go home already then, asshole...

Nah, I only think it, I hope. I suppose that last part shouldn't really be part of the timeline. Thoughts happen much like dreams: much faster than in the real world.  If only they would happen even faster, like while the wine store's still open, instead of just after.

I often wonder why thoughts don't happen faster for my benefit, but instead only for the other way, as if they're somehow against me.  Why, and how, and by whom, are my own thoughts used for evil rather than good...  ;)

God, probably.


In Vino Veritas. No?


I'm not even going to rate this bottle in terms of minutes spent drinking it, as is my custom. I will reserve that rating system for wines I believe to be genuinely worthy of it.  If I change my mind before I stop typing then you'll be the second to know, ex post factoid.  

I opened it at 10:04 PM (Pacific Time).

Well, I went and did a few other things, came back, checked the bottle, it's half done and it's 10:44 PM.  That's 1:20 for the whole bottle, worst rating yet...

I'll give it another try and re-time it again, with fresh clocks.  But don't rush me on it.
Considering wines takes time.

"We will sell no wine before it is time..." -Orson Welles


Don't all of the great things in life go by far too fast?  I'm going to put that theory to the test.  My suspicion is that the best way to enjoy a bottle of wine is in about 24 minutes.  I'm not entirely convinced on that timing, but I'll be the first to admit I'm wrong.

Well, maybe not the first, but I'll be in the top 10.