Monthly Archives: October 2015

  … or the Bossa Nova. This tendency we have to blame it on something other than ourselves. It wasn’t me. The devil made me do it. Blame it on the a-a-a-a-alcohol. Have you ever read the lyrics to that song? Blame it on the goose Got you feeling loose Blame it on Patron Got […]

Purple sky in the morning, DOLDRUMS warning…   So I have been feeling kind of down in the dumps. I think Halloween might be a trigger – all those memories of tipsy, crazy Halloween nights with the kids when they were young, and pillowcases chock full of Whoppers and Gobstoppers. When I talk about it now, Dee, […]

This photo is from a while ago in Moscow, but the guy on the left looks like a blog hawker/stalker to me…   You know I get the occasional troll who says mean things for no apparent reason, right? Well my filter also catches those people in foreign countries who are trying to sell me something […]

Lauren’s photo of the all suffering Fiona dressed for Halloween…   I spent the evening in the bosom of my family. Jon Jon is working in St Augustine and Laura is in town for Halloween Horror Nights. Lauren made dinner and we did what families do when they get together after being apart – a […]

CoRK Art District Jacksonville, FL   I used to be a gallerist: a very good or very bad career choice for a drinker, depending on how you see the wine glass. Even with the increased visibility and reach of the internet as a means of selling art, the sexy part of the art world revolves […]

  Be honest – one of the greatest things you can do while drunk, is listen to music. It’s just not the same sober. You find a song that “speaks to you” and you’re all alone with your favorite adult beverage and you’re dancing around, spilling and slurping and singing and you put it on a […]

Casting shadows with Lauren…   Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I do not want you to go to Guana Reserve. You can go with me if you are Kim or Dee or Lisa, or my kids with their dogs. Or Kallie or Fiona, or Ellie and Evie when they come to visit, or Laura […]

Fruit of the vine…   I have always known Dionysus was the god of wine and fertility, but the other day I was like, “Wait. Why don’t I know more about the Greek god of wine?” and I did a little research, and Dionysus’s story reads like a boozer’s memoir. He was the product of an […]

Pieter Breughel the Elder – The Wedding Dance   Yesterday I did the weekend warrior thing. I left the house at 7:15 for a two hour beach walk at high tide – 7 or so miles of slogging through a painful mixture of shell fragments, wet-cement sand, and a stiff headwind. I don’t think I […]