The very intelligent and people friendly host immediately informed me that no alcohol could be served outside. Since I was curing a hangover and was frothing for a spicy bloody mary, this simply would not do…

But for that instant we are taught how to hear / Those colors like we have never known them to be

So the new phrase that I propose is “Remember How We Were Before 9/11″. While I understand that this is not practical for the whoring world of advertisement, it is a more accurate phrase of what we as a country should be doing. Our focus should be placed on the relevant events of our time and ease up on the name calling and figure pointing. We don’t take our children seriously when they whine and cry about trivial details. In fact, we get frustrated, aggravated, and annoyed. But their lost toy has become our national emergency that gains so much exposure it deteriorates its motive. So stop your complaining or you are going to be in time-out…

“Reminiscent of bands like The Psychedelic Furs and Talking Heads, Born Ruffians deliever in this song about what a boy is planning to do for his love, in a life of simplicity and reproduction…”

The people were friendly and held a vast knowledge about the vines, the soil, the history of the area, and their winemaker’s vision. The grounds were gorgeous and the tasting room was comfortable and not too crowded…

Hello, people!
I’m excited to announce yet another blogger to QNT.  Neil is a great person and has a lot of opinions.  He will be focused on writing primarily about life and developing our commentary section.  …

The last time I was there a reggae band was leaving their soul on the stage in an effort to produce some of the best sounds the human species has ever made. I danced all night to the music these guys were giving us, they were pure electricity.