What? Another "drink wine for a healthier heart" citation and I can have better teeth , too? Well, tip that box a little further, sunshine because an empty glass is just letting the live longer train pass. So what if I already declared I'm a wine disciple even if it rots your gray matter. It's the live life thing. 10% of my generation are Viet Nam vets - that's when 3.4 million guys like me served in SE Asia. I served but in Baltimore before The Wire was even conceived but Hallelujah, here I am writing about red wine instead of being a memory to the family. If that's pedantic at least it's sincere - I am SO glad to be here. So this woman in New York is walking on a sidewalk and a fucking air conditioner falls from the sky and hits her in the head. Now if she were my age and gloating about not being killed in the war, would she ever be able to listen to Up, Up and Away ever again? And I thought Roofies were the worst scourge a gal had to think about. So here's a tip o'the glass to all the survivors (excluding those on The Leftovers) and have a fruitful life free of deleterious mishaps. \_/\_/.