No, this is not the call of an owl in our backyard. Mainly because no owl would venture into the middle of populated Long Island, let along near our backyard with a pit bull on one side and a pack of boys who love to practice their pitching on the other. (Oh, and let's not forget the guy behind us who has his grill ready 24/7.)
No, this wise owl is actually Woot.com a strangely addicting website that features one product each day for a very discounted price. Sometimes the deals are dream deals and sometimes the deals are, well, for the very bored or slow (or special). There are also 2 other aspects of Woot; the Shirt.Woot and the Wine.Woot. I've become completely addicted to the Shirt.Woot because the designs contain several things I value and admire; originality, wit, fairly clean fun and puns. I've sculked around Wine.Woot for a while, just watching, as it were.(just to be thorough, I am not paid by or sponsored by any business mentioned in this blog post. Everyone is mentioned out of fondness or horror.)
About, oh, a month ago? I had the chance to appreciate how cool it was to be living in the New York vicinity, when I spotted a message about a Wine.Woot wine tasting meet-up in Brooklyn at a small art gallery, Like the Spice. "Way!" Said I. It took a little convincing to get the Doc to go,
"Doc, there's a Wine.Woot tasting at an art studio in Brooklyn, wanna go?"
"(Car starting, engine gunning).."Well, get in already..."
Did I mention Woot keeps the Doc in vacuums year round? Did I also mention the Doc loves little art galleries around Brooklyn?
Here I must make a small detour to explain to friends in the South that although Brooklyn is technically on one end of Long Island, getting to there from where we live looks a little like this:
Anyway, once we arrived the place was hopping with "Young People" (the doc's words for anyone who doesn't look like they came from mid-Long Island) associated with the gallery and Woot fans all angling for the all important Woot sock monkeys that makes a sort of monkey dieing sound when flung away from you on rubber-band arms.
Also there were many very good hors d'oeuvres and lots of white wine of Woot's very own.
"She was a flirty little Trollop you could take any where and drink all night"
was the Doc's assessment.
Hmmm, am I forgetting anything? Wait, there was that gallery, and the artists, yes I'm remembering now. The Like the Spice Gallery was hosting the work of artist Rueben Negron, who is IMHO an exceptional water colorist and a charming gentleman with an equally charming partner Neomi and a possibly even more charming new baby (who had a prior engagement that evening). We were also very pleased to meet the owner of the gallery, Marisa Sage, whom we would like to visit again if we could only figure out the above map. (Just kidding Marisa, we'll get there soon.) All in all we had a most engaging evening. Heck we had a blast and met a lot of people we want to stay in contact with. So why am I dredging up this month old event? First, shamefully I thought I had published this post and I hadn't! Sniff, forgive me friends; and second, we are still in touch with some of the people we met that night, granted mostly on e-mail and such, but in contact we are and I look forward to seeing them again. Third, you all really had to see the monkey video. Really.
Therefore, I would heartily recommend that everyone have a sudden night out to somewhere they've never been to, to meet people they've never seen, drink wine they've never tasted and fling screaming monkeys across the room as soon as utterly possible. I feel strongly that this should be as regular as vitamins and much more regular than colonoscopies.