I realized last night, while trying to come up with a post for today, that my blog passed its two year anniversary at some point earlier this month. This caused me to read a few of my earliest posts to see just how bad they were. I was surprised that they were not all that bad, but certainly edgier–I initially cursed quite a bit in those earlier posts (but I have since decided that if you need to use dicey language to be funny or witty, you are likely neither). So, I cleaned this early post up a bit and decided to reblog it today. Coincidentally, I originally posted it two years ago tomorrow. Be sure to let me know what you think.
So for some time now I have been considered somewhat of ‘the wine guy’ among most of our friends and acquaintances. Sure, there are a few of them that think they are wine guys[i], but at the risk of sounding conceited or competitive (these are two legitimate criticisms of my personality for those keeping score), they aren’t. I’m not entirely sure I am either, but come on, I’m the only one writing a blog that I know of.
So what does it mean to be ‘the wine guy’? If you are taking the time to read this blog, I imagine you are yourself ‘the wine guy’ or know someone who is. Thus, you likely already know that when you are ‘the wine guy’ people call you all the time to ask about wine:
- Some examples:
- “I am in the wine store, what should I buy?”
- “I have this…
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the drunken cyclist 
I’m sorry, Jeff, this is not terrain I am willing to cede. You are certainly a type of “wine guy.” But there are others, even if they don’t blog.
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Ah, but you do not count, fine sir, for you are MY “wine guy”!
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