Saturday, December 14, 2013
A Pinot Noir
So...I have been a little upset lately. Just a little bit, you know. My brother says I made He Who Must Not Be Named into an Idol. That I let Him embody everything I wanted Him to be and lost sight of who He really is. I think my brother is right. Truthfully, the days I want to wake up and break my silence, I imagine Him as adorable, wonderful, and just misunderstood. I start thinking that somehow if He was just provided the right type of affection He'd be great, like a fine pinot noir (watch the movie SIDEWAYS and you'll get that reference). But the hard reality is He was a dick. He hurt me when I was incredibly ill and didn't give a shit afterwards. Not to mention, once someone has reached their forties its unlikely their poor communication skills and selfish/self loathing tendencies will magically disappear through the power of love. A pinot noir is an amazing wine but eventually it peaks and from then on out its a downward progression. There is no way around that, but it still hurts. Thus, in hopes of lifting my mood, I purchased a new dice building game which I like, and have decided to force all my classes play Age of Empires III as a teaching tool...now I am considering buying King of Tokyo and a bottle of wine.