Sundays Are For Sebastian Revisited (#213)

This weekend, I am in San Luis Obispo County, to do a little bike riding and some wine stuff. As I usually do while on the road, I revisit a Sundays are for Sebastian. This one comes from four years ago when Seba was nine.

Sebastian is my nine-year-old and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people. 

We were in the car, playing the game we frequently play: name the artist.

Sebastian: “Michael Jackson!”

Me: “Nope. It’s George Michael.”

Seba: “Yes!”

Nathan: “Dude, what are you talking about? You got it wrong—it wasn’t Michael Jackson, it was George Michael.”

Seba: “I know! That means I was half right! George Michael, Michael Jackson. I get half a point.”



About the drunken cyclist

I have been an occasional cycling tour guide in Europe for the past 20 years, visiting most of the wine regions of France. Through this "job" I developed a love for wine and the stories that often accompany the pulling of a cork. I live in Houston with my lovely wife and two wonderful sons.
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