HOGSWINE

We got a bunch of Francis Ford Coppola wine to try at work today. Some were disappointing but the one I loved I feel a little guilty about. It’s the 2006 Francis Ford Coppola “Director’s Cut” Dry Creek Valley Zinfandel. Holy crap that is like a sentence in of itself. It tasted mighty fine and was exactly what you would expect a big humongous California zinfandel to taste like. The finish seemed to last forever and had this great, toasty earthy flavor. Yum.

I picked up a book today called ‘God is dead.’ It’s a novel and it’s funny yet definitely a critique of the current state of our culture, both locally and globally. I’ll let you read the inlet, here.

Ron Currie, Jr., holds a fun house mirror to our present-day world. God has inhabited the mortal body of a young Dinka woman in the Sudan. When she is killed in the Darfur desert, he dies along with her, and word of his death soon begins to spread. Faced with the hard proof that there is no supreme being in charge, the world is transformed, yet remains oddly recognizable.

Colin Powell seethes with rage and curses like a street pimp; high school buddies forge a suicide pact; dogs speak Aramaic and walk on water; and parents, for the “lack of anything to do on Sundays,” worship their own children. And all this is before the war starts.

So listen, I know it sounds ridiculous but it’s a hilarious and insightful book and you should pick it up. If anything because it reminds me of Kurt Vonnegut and how I am sad he is dead.