Put on your scarpe d’assaggaire.
But don't tie the shoes- you might need some room in case any of these wines knock your socks off.
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Allons, enfants.
La patrie vous espère.
In preparation for the imminent arrival of our robot overlords
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The semiquincentennial will be good, but I’m holding out for Bastille Day.
The food will be better, anyway.
A reason to leave the house
and get in the car and drive immediately to an air-conditioned location.
I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed.
Nothing like disappointment to help define fatherhood.
Luck, be a father Sunday night.
Or a squash blossom.
Oh, Technology, why do you despise us?
I mean, I know why *I* despise us...
What’s posted, and what isn’t. Yet.
The to-do list is a long one.
A technicality
Summer starts when we say it starts.