Darkness on the Edge of Town.

There's a wine and a song for everything Antoinette.

I've got the vacation blues! You know that feeling you get after returning from 9 days frolicking at the beach, where summer once again turns whites into reds... think...think... ok you got it!😉 Where you drink as much wine as you want, improve your golf game, improve your lies about your golf game, read all the books you want without any brain matter required, and most importantly follow the advice of Thomas Gray, "where ignorance is bliss, tis folly to be wise." I know how not to mess up a good thing, so I followed the advice of noted philosopher and candy maker M&M who said "Lose yourself" and made myself blissfully ignorant of the world, only to snap back to reality and find gravity missing(lyrical wit, 😉). People are no longer grounded. They are floating adrift from common sense. When I think of all the issues in the world that could stand a little focus and attention and find that "we" (or what I used to call the lunatic fringe, I know you're out there) are worried about marble statues, and worse... the team mascot of the USC Trojans, because it's a "white" horse named Traveler...which means it's one L from being the same as Robert E. Lee's horse. The second "L" must be for life, as in get one! If we removed every statue in the world, would one person's life be better? God forbid, what if they started removing Hollywood stars? It would be like hundreds of 3 year olds lost their balloon at the same moment. We can't have that. There's not enough Dimetapp to put those children to sleep and stop the crying, but drinking wine will! I could explain all this nonsense of extremism by breaking out Hegel and arguing dialectic theory but there's a better way. For all of you out there who feel oppressed, and suppressed, and repressed, and compressed, and depressed it's time to take advantage of the Wine press. Wine keeps us evenly centered and keeps the mental illness masquerading behind the veneer of political engagement confined to the basement and the MSM press. Remember, no wine... no peace. Know wine, know peace! Time to worry over the right bottle of red to match my current complexion and remember that statues are there not to worship, but to inspire us to do better. Time for more focus on good wine and historical lessons, and no time for the hysterically inane. Let's fix real problems before it's too late and we're eclipsed! Don't be led astray by the non wine drinking fringe groups. Remember, this is a solar eclipse, meaning Sunny, not a lunar eclipse, meaning Looney! But watch out, there may be a lunatic in the hall...And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes, I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.