There are days when I think that I must be the worst wine blogger on the internet.  And you know what, I could possibly be.  I remember the first couple of years trying this approach and that approach, in hopes that I would find my voice.  I think that I have found my voice, I know that I have found my conceit in writing (and I use conceit, not in a vain way), as I view myself having a tete a tete with another person while we are having some wine, and some munchies.  All you have to do is look at me, and realize that I may be over doing the munchies part, but that will have to change soon. 

There is the National Day Calendar which has been used since I can remember by DJ’s, if you can remember Disc Jockeys who used to use the “national celebrated days” as filler for their patter, between playing music on the radio.  You know that I have always had a soft spot for the colorful writings of Dashiell Hammett, Damon Runyon, Billy Wilder and I.A.L. Diamond because they always created fascinating characters that really should be lauded and to have their own day.  By now, you are used to my rambling on and on, and going off on tangents, but that is how my brain works.  If I was logical, I would have probably been an actuarial, an accountant or God-forbid an attorney, but I am me and sometimes I dawdle and go all over the place. 

I will try to get myself back on track, if possible.  One year, I attempted, and it was a rather pitiful attempt at writing articles about every “wine day” both domestically and internationally, I thought it would make me sound like one of the big boys.  I am not one of the big boys, and I am glad that I am not, because some of them turn me off, because I think they are too busy trying to impress the world that they get free wine “to review” and I have had it happen to me a couple of times, but I really just go on my own, being my own individual.  I happen to have my own voice, that kind of goes along with my own look, as I could never disappear into the wallpaper in a room of people and rather than show wine, I will show my low key appearance.  So, the odds are, that I may no longer write about this day or that day, and trust me, some are much more benefitting to be celebrated than others, and I may hear from my Bride that I didn’t write about a day that celebrates some of her most popular grapes or wines. And if you noticed, I never answered my own question.  I never seem to be without stories to write about, without being part of the crowd, and the crowd does it much better than I.  Now if they ever have a day for “one legged lady jockeys” …