The Return of the Prodigal Son
A funny thing happened on the way to this blog. Since the late 70s I have been a resident of Aspen, Colorado. For the last 10 years I have been running my wine school and doing a bit of consulting. That has all changed, almost over night.
Three weeks ago I got a call on a Wednesday, asking me to start a new job in San Diego on the following Monday. In near panic mode I gathered up what I could carry with me, and headed down the road.
I finally have an apartment, and of course the new job, and most importantly to this blog, Internet access. In a word (or three): I am back.
The last four years I have written this blog, sharing bits of insight, the occasional bit of actual education, and the all too often gripe. I don't expect that to change.
What will change is my perspective. I am now on the other side of the fence. I am no longer a professional critic, I am one of the criticized.
It will be interesting to see how the tenor of the blog changes as I grapple with the realities of what has always been for me more of an abstract. No longer can I shake a finger at the industry from afar, that finger now points to me.
Where we will go, what we will discover together, and what my new position will bring to the table, all remain to be seen. What is sure is that I am not going anywhere, and you will be hearing more from me.
In case you haven't figured it out yet, the hard part is not getting me to talk, it is getting me to shut up.
Sit back, enjoy the new view, and feel free to let me know what you would like to see here. Oh, and now that I am in a big city, chances are I will get to that box wine tasting I promised you.
Three weeks ago I got a call on a Wednesday, asking me to start a new job in San Diego on the following Monday. In near panic mode I gathered up what I could carry with me, and headed down the road.
I finally have an apartment, and of course the new job, and most importantly to this blog, Internet access. In a word (or three): I am back.
The last four years I have written this blog, sharing bits of insight, the occasional bit of actual education, and the all too often gripe. I don't expect that to change.
What will change is my perspective. I am now on the other side of the fence. I am no longer a professional critic, I am one of the criticized.
It will be interesting to see how the tenor of the blog changes as I grapple with the realities of what has always been for me more of an abstract. No longer can I shake a finger at the industry from afar, that finger now points to me.
Where we will go, what we will discover together, and what my new position will bring to the table, all remain to be seen. What is sure is that I am not going anywhere, and you will be hearing more from me.
In case you haven't figured it out yet, the hard part is not getting me to talk, it is getting me to shut up.
Sit back, enjoy the new view, and feel free to let me know what you would like to see here. Oh, and now that I am in a big city, chances are I will get to that box wine tasting I promised you.
posted by Wineguy at 7:05 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home