These Guys Do It Right

Thanks to my current snowed-in-without-TV-without-phone-without-people-with-only-one-DVD-which-is-The-West-Wing-which-I'm-not-allowed-to-watch status, I've been drinking more wine than I would usually feel comfortable drinking when alone. But that's a good thing, because I've had two wines from Tablas Creek and these wines are fucking top notch. They're all at least $20 and probably more like $30, so there goes six of the ten of you reading this, but for those remaining four: shit is top notch. Blah, blah, fruit, blah, minerals, blah, blah, top notch.

Last night I had a Viognier/Roussane/Marsanne/Grenache Blanc (and even I don't know what the fuck Grenache Blanc is) and all I can think about today, at work, at 10:14am, is that I want the day to be done so I can go home and have the rest of the bottle. This would be a drinking problem if it was not also my profession.

Seven Questions

1) Why do I like Mexican hot chocolate better than regular American hot chocolate?

2) Is it wrong to assume, as I shovel snow, that I'm only shoveling it for old people who can't walk well?

3) If you worked with me, and if you organized a nice holiday party and asked me what I'd prefer and we talked about it at length, would you be pissed when I didn't show up?

4) I still don't quite understand why salt melts snow. I get it - freezing point and all that. But why?

5) And why do I like Mexicans better than Americans?

6) If it's snowing and I have to use my boss's truck to drive 15 miles to Target to buy a toothbrush and a phone charger because I left my old toothbrush and phone charger in another city; and if on the way back I stop to pick up some things, maybe dinner, maybe make a stop at Blockbuster or the library, see what's hot; and if then when I get back I park the truck back at my boss's house and call him to tell him that I dug his truck out for when he returns from some British Isle - can I expense the gas?

7) Can I expense the toothbrush?

'Tis the gift to be simple referential.

Mis amigos Cristóbal and Página have carried the day, with a most hilarious Weakerthans-referencing gift. You either get it or you don't, but if you get it, it's pretty great. Gracias, amiguitos.

Naming Names

If there's an aspiring reggaeton artist among the vast and varied readership of this blog, I'd like to offer you the name Paco Opaco, which I would certainly use were I in that position.

For the record, and for those that didn't catch the news elsewhere:

This happened.

In better news, I'm happy to report that my CD for the Mix Swap is complete. Yes sirree.