That, my bottles are in their boxes. Before I hit the road for a long journey of delivery, I wanted to thank those who helped me achieve my first Beaujolais Nouveau. My friends for their help in the vineyards and cellar, my family for their unwavering support, wine merchants and restaurateurs who have decided to trust me, especially without an extraordinary man whom none of this had been possible, my bottler. Because it's still more convenient when it is bottled wine. I also wanted to thank the group Saint Gobain, and after I stop because we are not to Caesars for its new bottle ECOVA lighter thus more environmentally friendly but more expensive but lighter, therefore more environmentally friendly.
Hey, speaking of Caesars, I went to the cinema yesterday before seeing small handkerchiefs. I thought it was an adult movie on the solitary pleasures, with a somewhat subtle way, like deep gorges where we jumped on Saigon.
Result races, more than two hours without seeing any in the lower buttock. Me if I had to choose a title for this movie, I proposed "laughter, tears, yawning and oysters," at least it gives a clearer idea of what you'll see. Laughter, because it's true that sometimes we laugh. A good series of gags and dialogue rather funny that put together would have allowed the film to compete for the best trailer at the upcoming Cannes Film Festival. Tears, because strength to see the players complaining, you do the same. It's called empathy, a provision that after the ethologist Frans de Waal , they share the major monkeys, but less developed. Well at least you say you got anyway well done take Kleenex. Yawning, because there yawns a lot and this time it's not because you see other people yawn, everyone is in the black, but because this movie has quite a few lengths. Finally, oysters, because it happens in the Arcachon basin, even one of the friends of the band is oystercatcher and end elsewhere, he makes the sandman to say that the film is finite and that to have to go to bed (but I tell you not all going to see is géééniaaaal (take a flashlight and a good book though)).
Maybe have you seen this movie and you find me hard in my criticism. But you think I'm immune to recurrent attacks suffered by the Beaujolais Nouveau, perhaps?
Well, gotta go, I'll enjoy some rare sunshine at this season to finish plowing my camera. Must arrive to "break" a little grass before winter, if not next spring, it may be very difficult to remove. Tomorrow for the criticism of the anal tapper, a film very much it seems.
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