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I was most delighted to find so many tastings on a Sunday.  These are very popular gatherings, full of singing and high reverence for the wine.  I certainly felt at home, despite the odd ritual of presenting the palate-cleansing wafer before tasting the wine.  Also unorthodox was having everyone drink from the same cup.  Though [...]

There were a lot of sacred days in March: selection Sunday, the conjunction of the first weekend of the tournament with the Triduum, and the release of Counting Crows’ newest album, Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings. I’d had plenty of previews of the material before it came out, but I was most expectant about [...]

I’m not exactly shy in my sentiments for this day. My fervor at an anti-VD party induced my only blackout night. I will not even invoke (and thus further besmirch) the name of that Virtuous martyr whose name has been unfortunately yoked to this darkest of days. Nonetheless, the date stamp at [...]

I have a foolproof editing strategy that also happens to amplify my social life. It’s called the Hangover Test, and it works like this:
- Writer writes.
- Writer edits. And some more.
- Writer feels satisfied with work.
- Writer gets crunk.
- Writer revisits and revises the work the following morning.
Now, if that final rereading finds [...]