This Cabernet Sauvignon has finally opened up. I was worried because it was a little pricey for as mediocre as it seemed after first opening the bottle. Either that or my taste buds are dulled from the Oreo's and pretzel rods.
As promised on Twitter, I refrained from listening to baseball (no Mets game tonight, they played this afternoon). I had Dead Weather and Stephen Malkmus on the iPod. The brushwork for painting skies can sometimes be like aerobics. I'm ready to crash.