Brown Motion

It was a fine evening with the temps hovering in the sixties that evening. I was invited to join a group of business partners for a evening spent at a vineyard, supposedly listening to some local comics with wine to dull the senses. It turns out one comic was on stage with the wine. Apparently that had also dulled his delivery since nothing much happened in the first few minutes of his arrival and improv. He tried a few masturbation and dead roach installments but they went nowhere. Personally I was enjoying some olives and cheese not so much the wine. Then a group of people that we did not know joined us at our table. The good news was they got some Thai take out. And I took advantage of it..turns out a lot of folks were sweating bullets with the ginger and beef preparation and trying to focus on the bad joke that just came whizzing by; meant more for me. I had my priorities straight. I did not care much for the Savuignon that was offered - benig a dessert wino myself - but ...