A glass of wine and thou

[LadyJeanne]

Anyone out there?

 

[DrFreud]

Anyone out there?

With your AV and a glass of wine, you'd look totally from the roman era. Not a bad thing though...
What are we sipping?

DrF

 

[LadyJeanne]

With your AV and a glass of wine, you'd look totally from the roman era. Not a bad thing though...
What are we sipping?

DrF

Something French. Tortoise Creek. The label is a drawing of two tortoises on opposite river banks, one with bottle and beret, one with pearls and a glass.

 

[DrFreud]

Something French. Tortoise Creek. The label is a drawing of two tortoises on opposite river banks, one with bottle and beret, one with pearls and a glass.

I was going to scoff at the "frenchness" of the name but Google suggests that indeed it's from the Languedoc, France.

Can we have a fondue too? It's gonna snow here on the east coast after all...

DrF

 

[LadyJeanne]

I was going to scoff at the "frenchness" of the name but Google suggests that indeed it's from the Languedoc, France.

Can we have a fondue too? It's gonna snow here on the east coast after all...

DrF

Fromage for everyone!

Snow? Are you serious? The West Coast is ablaze with sunshine and California lilacs.

Edit to add: The tortoises are named Hektor and Millie Litre and live in Provence.

 

[DrFreud]

Fromage for everyone!

Snow? Are you serious? The West Coast is ablaze with sunshine and California lilacs.

Edit to add: The toroises are named Hektor and Millie Litre and live in Provence.

Oh Brie

Unfortunately, the snow part is true. Good thing I'll move to CA in 2 months time.

Millie Litre = MilliLiter Is it any good by the way?

DrF

edit: i was thinking of meat fondue but a fromage one works as fine.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Oh Brie

Unfortunately, the snow part is true. Good thing I'll move to CA in 2 months time.

Millie Litre = MilliLiter Is it any good by the way?

DrF

Fruity, yet crisp. I wasn't so sure how I felt about it at first, but after a glass or so it really doesn't matter, does it?

 

[DrFreud]

Fruity, yet crisp. I wasn't so sure how I felt about it at first, but after a glass or so it really doesn't matter, does it?

You're not supposed to swallow

Seriously, I don't think it would matter. Trying to drown something?

DrF

 

[LadyJeanne]

You're not supposed to swallow

Seriously, I don't think it would matter. Trying to drown something?

DrF

A restless spirit, and recalcitrant thoughts.

What brings you out to CA?

 

[cloudy]

I'm doing the old "in/out" with lit tonight......everytime I see the word "fromage" I have a flashback to a Dexter's Laboratory episode.

Sorry.

 

[LadyJeanne]

I'm doing the old "in/out" with lit tonight......everytime I see the word "fromage" I have a flashback to a Dexter's Laboratory episode.

Sorry.

Don't let that frighten you away; the natives are friendly.

 

[cloudy]

Oh, there's not much that scares me I'm just not much of a wine drinker....don't really like it.

 

[DrFreud]

A restless spirit, and recalcitrant thoughts.

What brings you out to CA?

What brings me to CA? Tech job, lol.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Oh, there's not much that scares me I'm just not much of a wine drinker....don't really like it.

Niether do I, actually. I'm not a beer drinker, either. It's usually Grey Goose and tonic, but if I'm drinking alone, the wine seems more appropriate and less lush-like.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

 

[cloudy]

Niether do I, actually. I'm not a beer drinker, either. It's usually Grey Goose and tonic, but if I'm drinking alone, the wine seems more appropriate and less lush-like.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Works for me.

 

[LadyJeanne]

What brings me to CA? Tech job, lol.

The bleeding edge, eh? Me too, soon, a new job, a new set of corporate-speak to learn: Powered By Intellect. Driven By Values.

 

[The_Fool]

Niether do I, actually. I'm not a beer drinker, either. It's usually Grey Goose and tonic, but if I'm drinking alone, the wine seems more appropriate and less lush-like.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Ick...ruining good vodka....Okay, I'm leaving now....

 

[LadyJeanne]

Ick...ruining good vodka....Okay, I'm leaving now....

No, come back, come back, and whisper your foolish thoughts into my ear...

 

[The_Fool]

What matters words
Even whispered
In a welcome ear
When the wanton madness
Is upon us
Delicate waves
In our wineglasses
Display our trembling
Whether from anxiousness
Or decadent desires
Is irrelevant
Since we soon set
Our glasses aside
And engage in discourse
Of a silent manner
Telling truths with our lips
And white lies with our eyes
Wrapped in nightfall
Cushioning our heads
On timeless moments
That dwell in moon’s rise
And fall

 

[LadyJeanne]

What matters words
Even whispered
In a welcome ear
When the wanton madness
Is upon us
Delicate waves
In our wineglasses
Display our trembling
Whether from anxiousness
Or decadent desires
Is irrelevant
Since we soon set
Our glasses aside
And engage in discourse
Of a silent manner
Telling truths with our lips
And white lies with our eyes
Wrapped in nightfall
Cushioning our heads
On timeless moments
That dwell in moon’s rise
And fall

I like that...I'd be trembling and shivering even without the wine. So sweet, so delicious, hypnotic, entrancing...shimmering breath beneath the silvery glow.

You've a divine talent, my sweet. Fool me again.

 

[BlackShanglan]

Niether do I, actually. I'm not a beer drinker, either. It's usually Grey Goose and tonic, but if I'm drinking alone, the wine seems more appropriate and less lush-like.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I favour port. Sherry is nice as well.

That's when I'm feeling civilized. When I'm not, it's Guinness or hard cider and a copy of Trainspotting or The Wall.

 

[The_Fool]

I favour port. Sherry is nice as well.

That's when I'm feeling civilized. When I'm not, it's Guinness or hard cider and a copy of Trainspotting or The Wall.

Port and a good cigar....

 

[LadyJeanne]

I favour port. Sherry is nice as well.

That's when I'm feeling civilized. When I'm not, it's Guinness or hard cider and a copy of Trainspotting or The Wall.

What happens then? What happens when the Guinness floods your veins and vortex sucks you in? Do you sing to the neighbors and dig up your flower beds under the full moon?

 

[LadyJeanne]

Flip, shuffle, click,
the pieces coalesce...

into a spring night under the elms
where you shook my hand
while the Triumph roared around us,
or would have if the engine
hadn't died earlier that day...

into the pink rocks under my feet
encircling a fountain of tinted water,
blindfolded and giddy enough to scrub
museum caryatids with a toothbrush...

into red, white and blue flags
wapping in the breeze while the
snow moved in my hand
and the kids never got tired of playing
basketball in Safety Town...

into a squeaking paddle boat on a dirty lagoon
of blue jello, sculpted mushrooms
and polka dot dresses...
even The Witches turned into mice...

into doors always open
where the good host or hostess
never let the glasses empty
whether it be a crowd or a private
party of one.

into a streetside cafe
where those pretzels sure made me thirsty,
and football players gave me autographs
that I then gave to you...

into a poolside chair
in the hot southern town where
hoppy smiles and antebellum homes
lulled the lovers' hearts when
they weren't looking...

into a series of electronic words and digital voices
linked by smoke signals and jet fuel,
the soundtrack no less stirring for its distant sound,
the pool as wet as ever...

Flip, shuffle, click,
through my kaleidoscope trip.

 

[The_Fool]

The important part
Of holding a woman’s hand
Is when she grasps hold
Squeezing
As if life might end
If she were to let go
In that delicate dance of lust
And love
So willing played
To the music
That only two can hear
With a beat
Measured out
In heartbeats
By desire.