<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337</id><updated>2011-12-26T02:11:20.126-05:00</updated><category term='Shiraz'/><category term='Chardonnay'/><category term='cheap wine'/><category term='Merlot'/><category term='Around the House'/><category term='who knew?'/><category term='Virginia hikes'/><category term='Restaurants'/><category term='pinot grigio'/><category term='we are dorks'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Reds'/><category term='grrrrr'/><category term='Dinner Parties'/><category term='hooray music'/><category term='Sauvingnon Blanc'/><category term='Lessons Learned'/><category term='Whites'/><category term='disappointments'/><category term='Pizza and Wine'/><title type='text'>Porch Wine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-7396055272410825547</id><published>2010-01-03T13:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:06:30.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we are dorks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>2009 winners...</title><content type='html'>i know you all have been anxiously waiting to hear the winners from this year's christmas card contest. A contest where we rank our christmas cards in an act that goes against everything the season itself stands for.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* it may make us bad people, but we love your cards, so why not appreciate the best ones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the winner is the card from the long family that featured them, their cute dog digory, and the chick-filla cow. nothing can ever beat chick-filla, so don't even try. we also appreciate the mere fact we received the card (but acknowledge that we have been warned not to get too excited because we wont get another one from them for awhile.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second place winner is a home made card from our neighbors across the way- so simple and cute but very well made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third place is one of my former co-workers whose card features their new baby snuggled with their dogs, along with a poem from their dogs about how they are settling in to life with their new housemate. it also features some great photos of them trying to bottle feed the baby as the dogs try to help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the winner in the category of e-cards is the mitchells whose list of vital statistics from their year made us laugh. we're already looking forward to next year's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'd also like to give a nod to ken cuccinelli's card (attorney general elect). although the front of the card featured the typical politician standing with his large, happy family photo the inside featured the art work of one of his kids, which i just think was a very  nice touch and had to make the child so happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice work 2009! it was a tough field this year and we appreciated everyone's entries. we look forward next year's submissions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-7396055272410825547?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/7396055272410825547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=7396055272410825547' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/7396055272410825547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/7396055272410825547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-winners.html' title='2009 winners...'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-1050675516258817365</id><published>2009-07-19T19:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:19:37.983-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrrrr'/><title type='text'>banging my head slowly (a term usually reserved for work)</title><content type='html'>I have not edited any of this "conversation" although it is very similar to conversations I have with kindergarten students at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**  **  **&lt;br /&gt;Please wait for a Verizon Wireless sales representative to assist you with your order.&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for your patience!A Verizon Wireless online pre-sales specialist has joined the chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now chatting with Nolan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Hello. Thank you for visiting our chat service.  May I help you with your order today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: I'm trying to figure out what phone to get next. I currently have a chocolate, which I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: So really, anything would be a step up from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Are you an existing Verizon Wireless customer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Yes, I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Are you logged into "My Verizon" with your username and password?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: I would love to have visual voicemail, a phone with a good camera, and an easy to access speaker phone button for when I'm driving in dc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Yes, I am logged in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: OKay now click my verizon then overview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Do you have any phones you can recommend that have those items? I know I'm up for my 'new in 2' but I don't want to be stuck with a phone like the chocolate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Yes. Is there any discounted price listed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: ???? I don't have a phone picked out yet. I just want some recommendations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Okay once you log in we can see whats available on your current plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: I have not heard from you for a few moments.  Would you like me to keep this chat session open for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: I'm logged in- I have a $50 credit for any phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Great! What is your new every two date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: 4/13/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Great! What is your mobile number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: I just want advice on a phone- I might not be ready to get it yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: I'm just looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: Thank you for visiting Verizon Wireless, I look forward to speaking with you again.  Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your chat session has been ended by your Verizon Wireless online agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**  **  ** &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm missing something. I just wanted advice. Why wouldn't he tell me the phone options I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, if anyone has any advice on a phone I'd love it- my priorities are: 1) Good, easy to use speaker phone so when I'm driving in DC I don't have to push a lot of buttons to communicate with Peter. 2) Camera (3.0 would be nice). 3) Visual voicemail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-1050675516258817365?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/1050675516258817365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=1050675516258817365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/1050675516258817365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/1050675516258817365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2009/07/banging-my-head-slowly-term-usually.html' title='banging my head slowly (a term usually reserved for work)'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-4782732545145790266</id><published>2009-02-04T15:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:04:07.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's nice</title><content type='html'>Macy's emailed me to let me know that they got my payment.  Wasn't that nice of them?  No worrying that the check didn't arrive, no waiting until it clears the bank.  Just a little thank you for paying the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll pay this kindness forward.  If Verizon ever send me the $37 refund they owe me from last June, the one I've talked to at least 16 customer service representatives about and spent more than two and half hours on three phone calls discussing, then I think I'll send them an email saying thank you as well.  A little thank you for a job well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-4782732545145790266?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/4782732545145790266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=4782732545145790266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4782732545145790266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4782732545145790266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2009/02/that-nice.html' title='That&amp;#39;s nice'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-4026845079822862996</id><published>2009-01-03T09:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:33:04.354-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap wine'/><title type='text'>Lost Vineyards should stay that way</title><content type='html'>We always want to find nice, cheap wines.  Sometimes, though, that quest leads only to sadness and disaster.  Especially when Rachel Ray is involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago at Harris Teeter, there was a display of mediocre-looking wines listed at 3/$10.  That's a steal!  These were Trader Joe prices at the Teeter.  The Lost Vineyards collection features wines from Portugal, Brazil, and Argentina.  They're all blends - two reds and a white - and I think the thought behind it is that these growers took all their left-over grapes and blended them together to create these three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radical blending worried me, I think that Trader Joe's delicious wines follow a similar protocol for blending excess grapes from California, so that put me at ease a bit.  Plus, there was a sign above the shoddily put-together display case showing how Rachel Ray endorsed them.  Why would she lead us astray?  After all, her reputation is on the line, right?  She makes a living by telling people what's delicious.  Clearly, this was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Ray was wrong, and so was I to believe her.  The white has all the character of that creepy guy you don't want to sit next to on the bus.  The one red I did open - the one from Argentina - was bad on day one, not awful on day two after a little air had hit it, and on day four had turned to vinegar and left me sprinting to the sink to spit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommendation: do not buy Lost Vineyards, and don't believe anything Rachel Ray says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-4026845079822862996?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/4026845079822862996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=4026845079822862996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4026845079822862996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4026845079822862996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-vineyards-should-stay-that-way.html' title='Lost Vineyards should stay that way'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-2791293402137946288</id><published>2009-01-01T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:38:16.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we are dorks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>and the winner is...</title><content type='html'>we ranked our christmas cards. this sounds like it is against the christmas spirit, but in truth, if someone takes the time to put together a really creative card, well, they should be rewarded, right? at least get the recognition that hey, all that time you put in to picking out the right card, writing to everyone, addressing, stamping, licking the envelope made us smile. right? so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's winner, by far, is a card sent by a couple at our church. it has a picture of their new baby on it gazing at the camera with a wide-eyed but tired look and the writing below says, "silent night?" i giggle every time i see it.  (it is also serving as a pretty good reminder for us to enjoy our time without children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second place is from one of peter's former coworkers and is a letter to us from santa which informs us that it wasn't even close, we're on the bad list this year, better luck next time. it's from paperchase (so first place for store-bought card). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third place is another of peter's former coworkers and features her, her dog, and her niece and nephew spelling out 'ohio' with their bodies. it's just very well done and embodies the joy of the season even though it says 'ohio' and not some christmasy message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the runner up is a runner up only because it was an email-card (otherwise it would totally be in the running) but gave a list of 'vital statistics' of the couple's life. it was extremely clever and meaningful and i totally stole the idea and made an in-house-christmas-card for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all your submissions. we love them all, and if you didn't win, well, better luck next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-2791293402137946288?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/2791293402137946288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=2791293402137946288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/2791293402137946288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/2791293402137946288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-winner-is.html' title='and the winner is...'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-5519354620099228656</id><published>2008-12-07T17:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:05:09.916-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we put up our first real tree as a married couple (my first real tree ever). It's a happy little tree, a bit on the bush-looking side. Bush-like trees are a Lynn family tradition, though, so we're proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a series of shots showing the evolution of our tree as it went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxT8pCaA7I/AAAAAAAAACI/nKUnlUQaZs4/s1600-h/1206081542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277185164644582322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxT8pCaA7I/AAAAAAAAACI/nKUnlUQaZs4/s320/1206081542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277185175909980914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxT9TASWvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xX47UAEGxrA/s320/1206081613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277185179184283650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxT9fM8QAI/AAAAAAAAACY/myjEp37ADHE/s320/1206081813.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxT9j1X11I/AAAAAAAAACg/9iV_PH3M1HA/s1600-h/1206081932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277185180427605842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxT9j1X11I/AAAAAAAAACg/9iV_PH3M1HA/s320/1206081932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pino didn't take too kindly to the tree when it first came in, slinking around as though it might attack her. She's come to accept it, though, and so far has been good about not swatting off the ornaments. Here's Pino sniffing around the new lights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277188516807314882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxW_w0SDcI/AAAAAAAAACo/chMHzZzUv70/s320/1206081552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-5519354620099228656?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/5519354620099228656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=5519354620099228656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/5519354620099228656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/5519354620099228656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/STxT8pCaA7I/AAAAAAAAACI/nKUnlUQaZs4/s72-c/1206081542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-3185115427972695675</id><published>2008-09-13T14:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:01:35.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/SMwL45PdV-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/gH5SC8vvrJk/s1600-h/downsized_0913081440-739520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/SMwL45PdV-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/gH5SC8vvrJk/s320/downsized_0913081440-739520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245580738046023650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A sunny if hot afternoon reading on the porch. Delightful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-3185115427972695675?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/3185115427972695675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=3185115427972695675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3185115427972695675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3185115427972695675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/09/afternoon.html' title='Afternoon'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/SMwL45PdV-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/gH5SC8vvrJk/s72-c/downsized_0913081440-739520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-6023403555801086236</id><published>2008-09-06T12:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:19:45.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we are dorks'/><title type='text'>to love a library</title><content type='html'>i grew up in a small town with a fabulous library. with my mom raising twin boys and living just outside of town meant we didn't go much, but when we did i took out stacks and stacks of books (this is when i learned became occustomed to library fines. a path that will be my downfall in life).  i knew every inch of that library. somewhere i still have my original library card, applied for on my 6th birthday, the age at which my library gave out cards. it has my 'signature' on it nice and big. (seriously, i would make librarians laugh in high school would i pulled out my card with 'annieb' written across it in a mixture of large lower case and capital letters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to college in a small town, with an incredible public library. i went there frequently with kids that i mentored, and soon knew that library well. i came to believe that all libraries, even those in small towns, are beautiful and fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at our old rented house we were walking distance from the library. it was glorious.  (we were also walking distance to two metros, a large mall, and any ethnic restaurant you could possible want), but the library was the important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we moved to a house we own and instead of being a 5 minute walk from a library, we now have a 20 minute walk, or a 5 minute drive.  ok, just one of those sad things you give up as a home owner. but this library had to be worth the 20 minute walk.  from the outside it looked beautiful with huge windows.  you can see the many computer stations from within, as well as the super-modern looking check-out stations.  clearly the library had to be exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went once this summer and was shocked.  yes they had tons of computers, yes they had tons of shelves with dvds, modern movies no less, but someone forgot to tell them to order the books.  peter told me that i must have missed a floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i gave them a second chance and peter came along. no, i hadn't missed a floor.  they forgot to order the books.  i can't tell you how sad it is to wonder inside a beautiful library with so little books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the upside they spent lots of money on self-checkout systems so you don't have to deal with nosy librarians. no one gave me a lecture on my $7.59 fine ($8 means you can't check out any more books) left over from the other branch. you don't even have to scan the books individually. you just put them on an electric mat all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool, but i'd rather have books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-6023403555801086236?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/6023403555801086236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=6023403555801086236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/6023403555801086236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/6023403555801086236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-love-library.html' title='to love a library'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-2045215101585017526</id><published>2008-09-04T13:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:10:01.272-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the House'/><title type='text'>Fringe on Fox</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;J.J. Abrams told television critics the inspiration for &lt;em&gt;Fringe&lt;/em&gt; came from a range of sources, including Michael Crichton, The X-Files, Altered States, and The Twilight Zone.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Crichton &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; the X-Files?  I feel like I must watch this show, particularly after it was referenced (albeit cryptically) on &lt;a href="http://www.marginalrevolution.com/"&gt;Marginal Revolution&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I felt compelled to watch a new show - and it is usually one every season or two - was that show based in Georgia that went bad faster than milk in summer, so my track record isn't so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think I can get AB to watch it, though, because &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joshua_Jackson"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pacey's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-2045215101585017526?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/2045215101585017526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=2045215101585017526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/2045215101585017526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/2045215101585017526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/09/fringe-on-fox.html' title='Fringe on Fox'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-7170043154184147331</id><published>2008-08-30T11:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:52:40.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hootie</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m sitting in the back of a car en route to the Minneapolis airport and I&amp;#39;ve just read some sad news - Hootie and the Blowfish have officially broken up. They just played their last show out in California and now my buddy Darius Rucker is going to make some country albums, the first of which is either out or coming out soon. &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m not a big concert person but Hootie is one band I enjoyed seeing live. I&amp;#39;ve never actually paid for a show: twice I saw them play for free at Centinneal Park in Atlanta and, highlight of my life, Darius himself let me and some friends into a concert one evening when we happened to be loitering behind the Roxy in Buckhead. &lt;p&gt;Farewell good friends. And if you do get back together, I will wait. &lt;p&gt;-P&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-7170043154184147331?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/7170043154184147331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=7170043154184147331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/7170043154184147331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/7170043154184147331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/08/hootie.html' title='Hootie'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-4447585679964536542</id><published>2008-08-23T09:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:19:39.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virginia hikes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooray music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons Learned'/><title type='text'>efo concert live at wolftrap!</title><content type='html'>in which ab learned that doing an irish jig in flipflops is difficult and not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;which is sad, because there really is no other way to dance to old dominion, but going barefoot on the sidewalk also seemed like a very bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;mental note: next time wear cute mary janes made for dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were also introduced to the band great big sea, from canada. it was a glorious evening of folk music. i'm still kind of sad i didn't get a shirt that said, 'folkin' excellent'. peter was surprised by great big sea and how good they were. he gives them the gold medal over eddie from ohio, who did not seem to bring their a game. great big sea seemed to be playing their little hearts out, but efo seemed to be holding back. it was quite sad. i was ready to dance to all their fun songs, and their energy (that we know they have!) just wasn't there. maybe it was just a rough night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of us was a huge family that obviously knew all the words to all the songs from both groups. they had two little boys who were just breaking it down to the music. then suddenly during a slow efo song i looked up and noticed that one man in the family was pressing a small jewlery box into a woman and he was whispering something to her while the family shot pics. yes, he just proposed. there is something about witnessing a proposal and the family happiness that is just magical. it was so sweet to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-4447585679964536542?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/4447585679964536542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=4447585679964536542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4447585679964536542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4447585679964536542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/08/efo-concert-live-at-wolftrap.html' title='efo concert live at wolftrap!'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-3989871898913602479</id><published>2008-08-17T19:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:53:58.163-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons Learned'/><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>If using red pepper, wash your hands before you scratch your eye.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, always know where your eye drops are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-3989871898913602479?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/3989871898913602479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=3989871898913602479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3989871898913602479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3989871898913602479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/08/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-1948450036256279851</id><published>2008-08-17T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:35:26.428-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the House'/><title type='text'>Sounds of the Olympics</title><content type='html'>Husband: “I’d really like to see a Chinese diver at the Olympics named Boing Yoeng Yoeng.”&lt;br /&gt;Wife: “I do love you.  Sometimes I wonder why, but I do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the hurdlers:&lt;br /&gt;Husband: “That is one beefy woman.”&lt;br /&gt;Wife: “Wow.  Their legs look like horses legs.”&lt;br /&gt;Husband: “Yeah, faces too.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-1948450036256279851?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/1948450036256279851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=1948450036256279851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/1948450036256279851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/1948450036256279851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/08/sounds-of-olympics.html' title='Sounds of the Olympics'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-4740633129938384101</id><published>2008-08-17T18:31:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:01:35.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virginia hikes'/><title type='text'>Hiking Overall Run</title><content type='html'>TLC taught us in the mid-90s not to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chasin&lt;/span&gt;' waterfalls, but AB and I didn't heed that advice yesterday as we ambled into the Shenandoah mountains. The advice proved true, but the hike was still well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an urge to hike largely inspired (at least on my end) by reading through Bill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bryson's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;A Walk in the Woods, &lt;/em&gt;we headed west from the city toward a trail called Overall Run, about fifteen minutes outside of Front Royal, Virginia. We didn't want to pay to park on the Blue Ridge Parkway, which partially determined our parking spot. To get to this trail head, we parked at the end of quiet Thompson Hollow Road (which, gratefully, was not a creepy road, like some we've parked along in West Virginia) where a couple other cars were parked, and we forged into the woods, down a gravel path and finally to a sign subtly demarcating the park boundary.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;i believe it was about at the start of this hike when i excitedly told peter he now had as much hiking knowledge as i did since he just read 'a walk in the woods'.  he was not impressed seeing that i'd led him on all those other hikes, spouting my hiking knowledge like an expert.  i wasn't, i was just quoting bryson.  quickly i looked for something to distract him from this point.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the free parking, the trail promised a 93' waterfall, or at the very least a water trickle. Other than Little Devil's Staircase, where you actually amble up a waterfall, we had not seen very many waterfalls in our hikes around Virginia, so were to excited to see one, especially one this big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the hike is relatively flat. We started at an altitude of 930 feet and over the next mile and a half went up about 400 feet, occasionally crossing a dry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;creekbed&lt;/span&gt; and seeking very few hikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hiking note. if your husband is taller than you always let him walk in front. for the spider webs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we hit the waterfall. We think. Over the next .6 miles, we went up 700 feet over switchbacks that seemed to cut back and forth across a nearly straight-down gully. Some piece of that gully, we think, was the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway up the first part of this big ascent we crossed two women who were hiking from the other direction. They asked if we had seen a waterfall. We told them we hadn't, and asked them the same question, fairly certain of the answer. No signs on either side of the trail of trickling water. They did, however, promise beautiful views ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued up, spurred on by at least having a pleasant view. And up and up. AB promised we could have water when we got to the end of the hill, but the mountain showed an amazing tenacity to continue climbing into the sky. We crossed another group of hikers that had come from the Parkway and were similarly interested in finding the elusive waterfall. We shared reports, though this group did not know about the views. We pet their dog. We continued up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the trees, you could see what promised to be a fairly astonishing view of the distant peaks - if you could find a clearing. Finally, a side trail appeared a seemed to cut to a clearing. It opened onto a rocky outcrop on the edge of a chasm and while you couldn't see the distant peaks there was still a nice view of the gap between our mountain and the next, and we could see people way up high. We wondered if they were on our trial or a different one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our GPS said we were at 1750'. We decided to push on to 2,000' and then head back to the car. The final 250' went pretty fast - no switchbacks, just straight uphill. But we ended up at the spot we had been looking up at from the rocky outcrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love the blue ridge mountains. i love looking down over a valley and watching a hawk slowly glide far below. it always makes me start to sing my favorite song by eddie from ohio, where they refer to the rockies as blue ridge wanna-bes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the views the women had mentioned. Here's a shot of the view, and you can see on the right the rocky outcrop where we rested for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/SKix-p2RURI/AAAAAAAAABI/Vn0DiRKCthw/s1600-h/viewfrom2000ft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235630256761688338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/SKix-p2RURI/AAAAAAAAABI/Vn0DiRKCthw/s320/viewfrom2000ft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us an well over an hour to get to 2,000', but the 2.4 miles back we managed in about an hour. Just before crossing back over the park boundary and onto our car, I spotted a deer in the woods. Close. When I pointed it out to AB, I had to tell her to adjust how far into the woods she was looking because she expected it to be about 10 yards away or so; it was about 8 feet. She pointed out that the sharp spines coming from the deer's head meant it was a buck, and perhaps we should move on. We did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All told, we hiked 4.9 miles and ascended - and descended - 1,100' - and saw no waterfalls. But still, this was a great hike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-4740633129938384101?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/4740633129938384101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=4740633129938384101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4740633129938384101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4740633129938384101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiking-overall-run.html' title='Hiking Overall Run'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysxJijltxao/SKix-p2RURI/AAAAAAAAABI/Vn0DiRKCthw/s72-c/viewfrom2000ft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-321060768592604162</id><published>2007-09-16T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:15:37.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chardonnay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whites'/><title type='text'>Discount Shopping Cart</title><content type='html'>Do our grocery stores have something in common? Does yours occasionally have a shopping cart or two filled with discounted wines, thrown into the cart all cattywompus and disorganized? Have you ever rooted around in one of those carts to see what was cheapest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the other day and found a nice South African wine with a sub-continent-sounding name. Indaba Chardonnay (2005, reg. $7.49, discounted $5.24) was the cheapest white wine I found in the cart. We brought it home and were pleasantly surprised. It was nice and smooth, not too dry but not too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it in the shopping cart because no one else liked it? Is the winery going under? I don't know. But if you do see it, grab one - especially if it's marked down, but it's still good enough to pay full price.  (note: I recently saw it at World Market as well, for regular price)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-321060768592604162?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/321060768592604162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=321060768592604162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/321060768592604162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/321060768592604162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/09/discount-shopping-cart.html' title='Discount Shopping Cart'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-9107370737071819238</id><published>2007-09-09T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T12:46:26.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='who knew?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap wine'/><title type='text'>West Virginia Wines</title><content type='html'>I love West Virginia. It might be one of my favorite places on earth. Just driving through the WVA mountains relaxes me. We just returned from a weekend family get-away there and came back with some interesting new tidbits on WVA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A stop at Tamarack, where &lt;em&gt;the best of West Virginia is sold&lt;/em&gt;, introduced us to the many fruit wines of WVA. We bought a bottle of blueberry wine but haven't tried it yet. Based on the inventory at Tamarack we inferred that WVA must not be a good place to grow grapes for dry wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We learned that WVA taxes alcohol 11%. Random, but good to know when checking prices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We learned that WVA's' looser liquor laws allow even Rite Aide to carry hard liquor (including grain alcohol, which is certainly illegal in VA). We called my brother, who's in a VA fraternity, but he didn't need us to pick any up for him. We experienced culture shock at the large amount of alcohol and wine available at the Charleston Rite Aide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: We were not really in WVA for the purposes of drinking, nor do we only focus on alcohol. My grandmother sent us on a wine run for her party, and although we were confused when her directions took us to the Rite Aide, we soon learned why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-9107370737071819238?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/9107370737071819238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=9107370737071819238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/9107370737071819238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/9107370737071819238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/09/west-virginia-wines.html' title='West Virginia Wines'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-8243281654848666473</id><published>2007-09-06T08:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T08:50:49.760-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chardonnay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merlot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurants'/><title type='text'>As simple as you get</title><content type='html'>If you're deciding between restaurants and the decision comes down to where you can get the most straight-up, normal-but-good wine to go with your dinner, head to the Cheesecake Factory.  Their Cheesecake Factory Chardonnay (~$6.25/glass) and Cheesecake Factory Merlot (~$6.50/glass) are the most straight-forward, "This is what wine tastes like" wines we've ever had.  This is not meant to be a bad thing - it's actually quite nice.  Nothing complex about it, it doesn't make you throw out words like "buttery" or "oaky."  It just makes you say, Wow, that's wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you need to teach your wine neophyte friend what a basic chard or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;merlot&lt;/span&gt; tastes like, Cheesecake Factory has what you need.  They also make the best pot sticker I've ever had and a mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tiramisu&lt;/span&gt; cheesecake, for what it's worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-8243281654848666473?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/8243281654848666473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=8243281654848666473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/8243281654848666473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/8243281654848666473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-simple-as-you-get.html' title='As simple as you get'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-3366330835423298936</id><published>2007-08-30T21:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T21:59:33.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?attid=0.1&amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=114b9a0002cbc4e7" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-3366330835423298936?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/3366330835423298936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=3366330835423298936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3366330835423298936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3366330835423298936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-3792146361503783569</id><published>2007-08-16T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:27:37.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinot grigio'/><title type='text'>yum</title><content type='html'>Tonight we opened a bottle of blue fish pinot grigio.  It was surprisingly sparkly and light and I really am enjoying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a screw-top which makes it appear cheap (which it was, that's why we bought it), but according to my wine-savvy brother, screw tops are actually better for the aging and storing process of the wine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter much since I'm not too much of a wine snob about such things, but now if I want to be snooty about it I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-3792146361503783569?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/3792146361503783569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=3792146361503783569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3792146361503783569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/3792146361503783569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/08/yum.html' title='yum'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-8969918243436288323</id><published>2007-08-07T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:01:18.471-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap wine'/><title type='text'>teacher salary, wine lover</title><content type='html'>In the last few years I've made the disappointing discovery that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I like wine&lt;br /&gt;2) Wine is expensive&lt;br /&gt;3) I love my job&lt;br /&gt;4) I love it more after a glass of wine at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;5) My job will never pay me enough to pretend to be in Sideways. (To be honest I couldn't even stay awake during the film because I was tired after a long day of teaching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the last few years we've tried different ways to bring together my love of wine and my small pay scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Box wine. - While this is fun for those alcoholic months, it doesn't give you that same satisfaction.  It's kind of like that natty light in college.  It got the job done, but was it really a job that was needed in the first place?  Sometimes you're better off sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 3 buck Chuck via Trader Joe's.  I discovered this my first year out of college and it got me and my friends through some times.  Raise a glass to Trader Joe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Williamsburg&lt;/span&gt; Winery wine that frequently goes on sale in the grocery store for $6.99.  It's fabulous, and it feels like a taste of VA culture.  I wonder if we're supporting the historical society by drinking it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stay away from fancy wines.  A good friend knew nothing about wine until she started working at the society of wine educators.  Now she can drink with the rest of them but can no longer enjoy my spiked Trader Joe's grape juice.  Improving my tastes might make me more socially acceptable, but it will only hurt my wallet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this blog will help us continue to explore the non-wine connoisseur side of the wine world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-8969918243436288323?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/8969918243436288323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=8969918243436288323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/8969918243436288323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/8969918243436288323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/08/teacher-salary-wine-lover.html' title='teacher salary, wine lover'/><author><name>organized chaos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050635225751382130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-4685108244299841350</id><published>2007-08-05T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:46:04.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shiraz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner Parties'/><title type='text'>Dinner with Friends</title><content type='html'>If you're asked to bring the wine for a casual dinner party of 4-6 friends, spring the extra couple bucks and get the 1.5 liter bottle of wine instead of the usual 750 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mL&lt;/span&gt; bottle.  We did this tonight, bringing a $10.99 bottle of Fish Eye Shiraz - just three dollars more than regular-sized bottle for a lot more wine.  Fish Eye is a nice label and you shouldn't be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deterred&lt;/span&gt; by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;screw top&lt;/span&gt; cap (though the big bottles use a cork), but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shiraz&lt;/span&gt; is rather mediocre - if you go Fish Eye, go for the chardonnay or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pinot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grigio&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, unless you're dining with real wine snobs, they aren't going to notice the quality of the wine and no one with sense is going to ask you the price.  They will notice, however, if the wine runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the wine run out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-4685108244299841350?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/4685108244299841350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=4685108244299841350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4685108244299841350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/4685108244299841350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/08/dinner-with-friends.html' title='Dinner with Friends'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184802708098213337.post-1404957210399429359</id><published>2007-07-25T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:49:20.730-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sauvingnon Blanc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizza and Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chardonnay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whites'/><title type='text'>Pizza and Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When people think pizza, they tend to think beer. But what if you want a white wine to cool down a long day? We tried a couple over a nice warm Freschetta pizza the other day. Our competitors for best white with pizza: Barrio La Boca 2005 chardonnay (Trader Joe’s, $4.99) vs. Stone Cellars by Beringer 2004 sauvignon blanc (Harris Teeter, $8.99).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We usually are not big on sauvignon blancs. We tend to find them too dry and oaky – more like licking a tree than a refreshing beverage. Beringer’s sauv blanc, however, tends to be more palatable than others, and for pizza the dryness really helps. Love the La Boca, but with pizza, the Beringer wins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184802708098213337-1404957210399429359?l=porchwine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/feeds/1404957210399429359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184802708098213337&amp;postID=1404957210399429359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/1404957210399429359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184802708098213337/posts/default/1404957210399429359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porchwine.blogspot.com/2007/07/pizza-and-wine.html' title='Pizza and Wine'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14401790335595015080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
