Decided to do my monthly lurk on

[Thomas]

Verne, Verne,

Don't you believe in miracles?

This is the kind of stuff that makes me bristle whenever someone calls me a wine geek. I've instructed my wife that if I ever become a geek she is to do a mercy killing, preferably by tying my hands behind my back, sitting me down, and in front of me open and pour down my throat all my wines from the 14th century, which I bought at auction for the sum of...