Every now and again, I think about the road I’ve travelled to get where I am today and wonder, “what Good or bad, you sometimes wonder if you zigged when you should’ve zagged, or vice versa. Or maybe I am just too damned introspective for my own good. Musing about what I would’ve done had I stayed in the Navy, gone to college right after high school, stayed married to my first wife, kept playing music, or maybe stayed in L.A. Who knows? Except I do know I would not be where I am now – married to a good woman, working for a good company at a job I truly love.
Glass half full, I remind myself.
I wonder if I were a superhero, what would my super power be? In my case, most likely crippling malaise, or perhaps infrared tunnel vision, the ability to rain down on parades, or incapacitate myself with the unholy forces of Styrofoam.
Where is all this going?
A new wine had landed on our shelves – one bearing a name more apt for a superhero than a red blend. It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s Dead Bolt! Faster than a speeding hangover, more powerful than a walk of shame – able to leap tall nimrods in a single bound.
Anyway, Dead Bolt Red California 2011 (Grade=Very Good) is an approachable blend of Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Syrah, Zinfandel and Petite Sirah, an obvious candidate for competition with Apothic Red, brought to you by the folks at Pernod-Ricard. Its sweet-fruited attack is wrought with dark plums, blackberry pie, cracked pepper and Baker’s chocolate, sure to satisfy Apothic fans everywhere.
Ah, but who would play Dead Bolt in a movie adaption? I bet it’d be Ben Affleck.