From my Writers on Writing Class last night, my group decided that:

I am the Borg. You will be assimilated. When I get around to it. Ooh, look! A book!

I am teh Lazy Borg! Whee!

(On the wine front, I opened up the Riesling, because everyone said to go with what tasted good. And I know it tastes good. And now I feel good.)