The Wine-o's take a breather

‎Oddly enough, following the entry about really sticking with the blog and celebrating our dedication, we collapsed into silence. Our apologies. To our one dedicated follower. Bless you O' Canada.

I can tell you from my end, I've been spending far too much time watching "When Harry Met Sally" and "Romeo and Juliet" and feeling particularly sorry for myself. More so than usual. Anyway, beyond concurring that love is absolutely a cruel joke played upon us by the gods and deciding I'll get what she's getting, I've been reclusive. Not JD Salinger reclusive, for the record. 


Anyway, before this spirals into a  series of blogs where I wax poetic about my comparably charmed life, I leave you with this. Because, hipsters....well when they are as self indulgent and unaware as this joke makes them out to be.....suck.

"How many hipsters does it take to change a light bulb?”
 

“It's a really obscure number, you probably haven't heard of it.”

-Boobs