Pinot Noir, Pinot Gris, and of course the Cabernet. Not a bad run, and some fair wineries, such as Wild Horse, and San Sebastian, considering the lack of selection in this part of Alaska. A friend of mine is vacationing in Solvang, and I am oh so jelous, a tasting tour of the area would be awesome. I think if I get a chance after I get back from the "place", that is what I will do with my girlfriend, I will take her on a vacation to California, so she can shop, and I can taste. After all, one does have to have some alchohol in them to be able to endure a marathon shopping session with this amazing woman.

Every man, by virtue of his manhood, has the right to wear a suit at his leisure. The suit, at it's best an elegant piece of sartorial excellence, is a road map to the history of the western male. 200 plus years of history and perfection can be seen in every suit. The mystical connection between man and suit has been unparalleld since humans began covering their flesh. There is no equivilent in women's clothing, the "little black dress" having not nearly so much history and peculiar idiosyncracies. The suit can make a fat man look regal, a skinny man look powerful, and a lazy man look important. Enjoy your little connection to a royal, and elegant past gentlemen, and be secure in knowing that style outweighs fashion in any era.

Mostly Mozart was on tonight on PBS. I admired the choice of playing the symphony in G minor by J.C. Bach, son of the legendary Baroque composer. His influence on Mozart can clearly be seen, as J.C. Bach has been credited with being one of the founders of the Classical era of music. Can a person then say that he had eclipsed the achievements of his his father? Nah, I still like Baroque more than Classical anyway. In any case, Sailor Jerry's makes everything sound good.

That being the case, I may actually attempt to watch "Trapped in the Closet" again. R Kelly, you have truely outdone yourself...

Much Ado was amazing! This version was set at the end of the war of 1812, on an American plantation in the south, which was a fresh and exciting take on things (even though I usually don't like it when people change eras with the Bard). The show took place outside at the edge of the woods next to UAF. Claudio was played by this magnificent, naturally sad faced young man. Benedick was as jolly a man as could ever have played the part, and Don Pedro was the best of all. He, as he should have been, was the glue that held the entire cast together. The charged performance was rewarded with a deserved standing ovation at the end. I can't think of a better way to start off the weekend,