Burned
Had a great weekend. Went to Sonoma with some pals for wine tasting. I spent around $60 on wine... That's not much to avid wine drinkers but considering I usually drink cheap wine that goes for 10 bucks a pop, plonking down $18+ per bottle really pained me.
But see those wineries are sneaky. They have you drive around and drink a bunch of "free" wine, but by the end, you're buzzed, and buy all their shit. You go home with little wine and a big hole in your wallet. Damn bastards.
Alas, I was totally buzz free the whole day, until I get to last winery where they have a wine made from muscat and cognac. My friends don't like it so they pour everything they have into my glass. Now I have half a glass, but that usually is not enough to get me anywhere near buzzed. Don't know what happened, but damn that one tasted good.
After the wineries rape me, we start driving home, but not before we decide it would be hilarious to take some grapes with us. So my friend finds clippers and we turn into some random side road where we see grapes growing. She jumps out and snags a cluster of grapes and we eat them on the way home, spitting the seeds and peels out the window. Why I thought it was so funny and why I had any inclination to spit is beyond me. I blame it on the slight intoxication.
Labor day I spent at a park, with bbq and some obnoxious screaming kids over at the next table. That is where I got sunburned. My right arm is bright red and throbbing in pain. It's slightly funny when I see myself in the mirror and see one pale arm and one burnt one.
But see those wineries are sneaky. They have you drive around and drink a bunch of "free" wine, but by the end, you're buzzed, and buy all their shit. You go home with little wine and a big hole in your wallet. Damn bastards.
Alas, I was totally buzz free the whole day, until I get to last winery where they have a wine made from muscat and cognac. My friends don't like it so they pour everything they have into my glass. Now I have half a glass, but that usually is not enough to get me anywhere near buzzed. Don't know what happened, but damn that one tasted good.
After the wineries rape me, we start driving home, but not before we decide it would be hilarious to take some grapes with us. So my friend finds clippers and we turn into some random side road where we see grapes growing. She jumps out and snags a cluster of grapes and we eat them on the way home, spitting the seeds and peels out the window. Why I thought it was so funny and why I had any inclination to spit is beyond me. I blame it on the slight intoxication.
Labor day I spent at a park, with bbq and some obnoxious screaming kids over at the next table. That is where I got sunburned. My right arm is bright red and throbbing in pain. It's slightly funny when I see myself in the mirror and see one pale arm and one burnt one.