Ok, so right now I am a little paunchier than I’d like to be. A little more the soft Scarecrow than hard ab-ed Tin Man. Of course, I have a steel frame underneath (nothing like a juicy little rationalization every once in a while). I think I’m trading in some things for others. I may not be as tight and hard-bodied, I’m a little roomier around the hips than I’d like to be. I may not be as aggressive and certain in my opinions as I was in my youth. I might be slightly more patient with others, a little more understanding now. My politics back then was absolute, today I’d prefer to find common ground. I used like my rock’n’roll hard driving and loud, today I like to listen to my jazz a little lower with a good speaker system.
Dr. Konstantin Frank Johannisberg Riesling Semi-Dry 2001 (NY)
In the end, I will continue to drink a combination of younger and older wines. I keep drinking different wines because I want to experience the different flavors, textures, and blends that make wine so interesting. It’s like Alvy Singer says at the end of Annie Hall, “I-I thought of that old joke, you know, this-this-this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy. He thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" And the guy says, "I would, but I need the eggs." Well, I guess that's pretty much how how I feel about relationships. You know, they're totally irrational and crazy and absurd and ... but, uh, I guess we keep goin' through it because, uh, most of us, we need the eggs.”