Weekend Catch-up

It certainly appears as if the Spinach Manifesto will become an ongoing segment of this blog since I can't seem to muster enough time (or economy of language) to finish it.  In the meantime, I'll catch you up on what's been going on.

I must declare:  Lou Dobbs is my fucking hero.  Click and bask in the genius of Lou Dobbs -- Part I,  Part II,  Part III.  Obviously, I don't agree with the esteemed Mr. Dobbs on every issue, but he's got some very good points.  After I read the book, I'll tell you if I'm still in Camp Dobbs.

Last Wednesday, I went to the Wine and Spirits Top 100 Tasting.  There's very little I can say about this tasting that you couldn't gather from the flyer.  Wine & Spirits magazine's top 100 wineries of 2006.  At least two different wines at each table (usually more).  Since this was post-work, much less spitting than usual.  I didn't get tanked, but let's just say that I remember making lots of friends but don't remember any of their names now.

Some of my favorite wineries from the tasting (in alphabetical order): August Kesseler, Bruno Giacosa, Calera, Charles Heidsieck, Domaine Serene, Domaine Weinbach, Dr. Loosen, Duckhorn, Dutton-Goldfield, Elena Walch, Feudi di San Gregorio, Iron Horse, Joseph Drouhin, Krug, L'Ecole 41, Louis Jadot, M. Chapoutier, Marcel Deiss, Patz & Hall, Peay, Pol Roger, Qupé, Schloss Gobelsburg, C. von Schubert, Seebrich, Terrazas de los Andes, Von Strasser, Williams-Selyem

The Tigers are going to the World Series!  They have home-field advantage!  I couldn't get tickets this morning!  Damn!

Overall, a good sports weekend.  The Tigers, obviously.  Michigan beat Penn State.  The Steelers beat KC.  The Islanders picked up their second win of the season.  The Sharks won on Friday.

I love this time of year.  Baseball's in the post-season, hockey's just getting started, and the NFL and college football are hitting their stride.

Plus, I'm in the midst of preparations for the Sammyball draft.  For those of you who are interested, click on the draft spreadsheet to evaluate the teams (and to marvel at the amount of brain power expended on baseball teams that don't exist).  After the draft is over, I'll post my working copy of the draft spreadsheet so that you can see some of the inane crap I do in search of my second Sammyball title.

Part XIII (or whatever number we're on now) of the Spinach Manifesto will go up soon.  Oh, I'm also going to start calling it the Spinach Inquisition because that's much punnier.