Cocky

I’m glad my vision of the stock market crash this week wasn’t quite as bad as I thought.   I’m not sure we’re out of the woods yet though, so be careful.  

I was thinking last night about how funny it is that youth are so cocky.   My bartender last night was sure that he could find a dessert wine that I would like.   I let him pick because, as it turns out, there is not a dessert wine that I don’t like, so he couldn’t really mess it up.   What I loved about the exchange though was how sure he was.  

He just said, “Oh, I’ll pour you something that you will like.”

“Okay!”

I mean what else can you say to such bravado?   I miss that about myself.   I used to have the same sort of swagger.   I was so sure of everything once.   The problem, as most of you already know, is that as we get older and learn more we mostly learn how much we don’t know.   I study constantly.   I do everything I can to get smarter.   The problem is, the more you learn the more you don’t know.   To be more accurate, the more you learn the more things you learn that you don’t know.   I’ve been studying wine pretty seriously for a couple of years now.   I can wax eloquently about the differences between the right and left bank Bordeaux.   I can explain why the Willamette Valley is so appropriate for Pinot Noir, while the close by Columbia Valley is better suited for Cabernet.   I can tell you why the world’s best dessert wines come from Hungary.  (okay, this is opinion, but I can tell you why I have this one)   What I’ve learned from all of this though, is that I would never attempt to just “pour you something that you will like”. 

This Egyptian thing is going to get worse.     We will see at least 1000 dead by early next week.    Mubarak will then leave office.   We should see peace restored by next Friday.