Merlot Contemplates Troubling Developements

Greetings Voignier, and kind readers,

Merlot finds very little about which to jest this evening, after reading the Wall Street Journal with respect to the so called "super flu" threat. We urge you to contact your senators and congressmen about Avian Flu, and the danger is poses http://www.senate.gov

With that out of the way, let me say that I am in a rather maudline state this evening, as the waves of the majestic Hudson River, perhaps one of the worlds finest, gently rock me in my chair, as I right this communication, and enjoy a wonderful America made boxed wine, that shall remain un-named until Merlot finished, both the box and a formal review of this wonderful blend.

Having spent much of the evening, IM'ing, if you will, my fan base; and have now resigned myself to "be right back" status, in order to make my day's contribution to the advancement of boxed wine in America, and Parts of Chile. As I sit, contemplating my place on the Hudson, and in the Universe, and the recent events in the Middle East, and in New Orleans, I am left with a kind of gnawing new doubt about the world that I've not had since Orson Well's did those commercials of a film in the 1970's about the end of the world, and the predictions of Nostradamus in the middle of the Cold War, as Iraq held us, "over a barrel" if you will. I am put in mind, of my first readings of John Kennedy Toole's "A Confederacy of Dunces," and the manner in which that novel's subject,Ignatius J. Reilly, chased hot dog venders. We are placed in mind of his hot dogs, as I draw yet another glass of boxed Merlot, raise it to my lips and drink in what makes the larger vissitudes of existance into something with which we can deal, however distracted by the way we might wish things are, in spite of the way they are in reality.