Drink Post!

On my latest run to the friendly local liquor store I acquired a lot of specialty wine, including a bottle of redcurrant wine.

This is significant because I'd wanted to have me some redcurrant wine ever since I read Anne of Green Gables, on account of the chapter wherein Anne and Diana get smashed on "raspberry cordial."  The best-tasting raspberry cordial ever.  Which turned out to be redcurrant wine.

Redcurrant wine is pretty nice.  It can't be confused with grape wine, but it's not too sweet and paired well with dinner (pumpkin-filled pasta in browned butter sage sauce). 

So, if Marilla had to stop making redcurrant wine after that unfortunate incident with the drunken girls, it's a damn shame. 

October Non-Surprises

The Guardian's live-blogger was complaining about a lack of drama to tonight's ALCS game. 

No shit.  This series is FE4 "Second-Gen strategy" bad.

"Throw Holsety at it!"  

By which I mean the Detroit Tigers pitching strategy appears to be "Put Justin Verlander in for nine straight innings every time he takes the mound 'cause our bullpen can't be trusted."  

Throw Verlander at the Yankees, cross your fingers, and hope Raul Ibanez doesn't "crit" him in the ninth inning.  

Too bad for the Tigers that pitching rotations, unlike FE4, take fatigue into account.  :P

ETA: Well, that last inning was reminiscent of a Todd Jones nail-biter, but Ibanez didn't crit Phil Coke, our non-closer closer.  And Cano finally hit the damn ball, go figure.

You'd think that pennant race baseball would be good baseball, but this is just kind of boring for all that I spent the last two hours hitting the "refresh" button like a rat banging its food bar.  Watching multiple innings of nobody hitting nothin', night after night, is not that great.  At least the Giants scored seven runs off the Cards last night.