in the glow of the laptop screen

On this perfectly chilly September evening, I'm sitting in front of the open window, letting the wind blow through me and tickle my cold toes. I wonder if I'm helping set the mood of the neighborhood, in the dark - only lit by the laptop's glow, with my glass of wine, reconnecting with The Cowboy Junkies for the passers-by to hear.

And the hours, well, I dont mind
How they creep on by like an old love of mine
Its the years that simply disappear that are doing me in
-from "A Horse in the Country", Black Eyed Man

Boozers are losers

Last night, while sitting around the fire pit with friends, holding my 3rd glass of wine, I was informed by my favorite 4-year-old that "Boozers are Losers". Then, he fell asleep on my lap.