thinkin

I've been toying with the idea of structuring my blog for the NaBloPoMo but after much deliberation, I think it will end up screwing me in the end. At work, I'm a very structured person, with a rhythmic way of doing things, based on lists and time tables. Its sad really, but I need to be anal there, or else I wont get anything accomplished. As far as Cadmium goes, I'm using each entry to get away from all things anal and be more me. By giving each day a topic, I'll end up taking the fun out of it. I'm still going to keep Foto Friday's, because that's easy enough to manage and it sounds cool.

I picked up some Juice at the market today. Its Dole's Kiwi Strawberry. After sampling an array of juices at Paul's yesterday while losing at Scrabble, it dawned on me that I don't drink enough juice. It's very... Juicy. I can taste the subtle hint of apples and pears as well in the concoction of tropical sweetness. Which then made me think of when I took the wine appreciation class for a year at a former job.

One of the wine managers found out that I had never had wine before and took me under his wing. He enlisted me into the sales-forces mandatory wine classes and I took off. I was started off with dessert wines and then made my way up the ladder to the most robust reds which can be a meal in themselves. By the end of the class I could swish and spit like the president of the company. I like the fact about myself that I am able to adjust my palate and delve into the complexities of what looks like a simple glass of wine and pull out the subtle influences in what makes it so special.

The one thing I regret about the classes is that I've become somewhat of a wine snob. Whilst others might be happily content with a boxed wine, I just can't bring myself to drink it. I also have a think about plastic corks. I know. Its sad. But... They created a wine monster. Or a Wonster.