Gab of the Grape: Talkin' Wine with Dr. L.

Finally - an excuse to drink more wine. (Not that I ever needed one in the first place.) My new fav on the wine trolley of love is:

Cono Sur Organic Cabernet Sauvignon

Now, before you gag on the cheese factor of the name 'Cono Sur' - it actually refers to the 'Southern Cone' of South America (basically, the south half of the continent). This saucy little number comes from the Colchagua Valley in Chile.
Besides being complex and rich in taste, this wine is also created in an environmentally friendly atmosphere. Not only is the product organic, but Cono Sur claims to be the first winery to achieve CarbonNeutral status - net zero CO2 emissions on the shipping of their product.
Unfortunately, I couldn't get a picture of the bottle - but check out their website:

http://www.conosur.com/

If you see it in your friendly neighborhood L.B.S. - it's the one with the bicycle on the label. (Not to be confused with Red Bicyclette - which is also pretty good.) I'm also a sucker for cool packaging and this is the only wine I've seen (as of late) that still uses a wax seal over the cork. There is something to be said for a little romantic traditionalism.
Cono Sur recommends serving this wine with any type of red meat, lamb or pate dish. This is definitely the case - however this C.S. is fanastic with a little Montreal Smoked meat and provalone or vegetarian lasagne chock-full of cheese and spinach. It's also really wonderful on it's own - sipping away the evening with good friends, or snuggling up with a good book and a little (or a lot) organic hazelnut chocolate. Escapism at its finest.

Bike Helmets: A Rant

So, you think you look like a tool?

Well, maybe you do.

But, the potential damage could certainly look worse.

The lack of individuals wearing bike helmets is appalling. Although the majority of cyclists are sportin' the dome - there are still many who refuse to wear cranial protection for whatever reason. I have recently noticed that many of these are kids. I understand that people are able to make their own choices - but this blatant refusal to look facts in the face is ridiculous.


I'm even more amazed by the number of children and adults I see wearing helmets improperly. If you're going to wear a helmet: wear it properly. Having the helmet pushed up past your forehead is NOT going to protect your melon if you crash face first. Wikipedia offers a basic explanation as to how your lid should fit:


"The helmet should sit level on the cyclists head with only a couple of finger-widths between eyebrow and the helmet brim. The strap should sit at the back of the lower jaw, against the throat, and be sufficiently tight that the helmet does not move on the head. It should not be possible to insert more than one finger's thickness between the strap and the throat." (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bicycle_helmet)


For the best results - go to a bike shop and get an attendant to help you find a helmet that will best fit your head. Have them help you fit it in the store before you leave. You may have to try on a few styles, as they all fit a little differently. There really are helmets for all shapes of noggins - you just have to look. The Bicycle Helmet Safety Institute has a list of just about every make and model including fits, fashion, and just about everything you've ever wanted to know about helmets.


Helmets vary dramatically in price - anywhere from around 20 bucks to $200. Unless you're planning on cruisin' the Tour de France - a mid-range helmet is probably best. I think I paid between 50 to 70 dollars for mine and I love it. It's comfy and pretty stylin' too. By paying the few extra pesos- you'll find a helmet with a proper fit, more ventilation, and that is lightweight (which is important if you're going to be wearing it for extended periods of time). Note that more ventilation = less foam = less protection. At the same time, you don't want to swim in your lid, either.

Note that if you damage your helmet or if it has been over five years since you bought it: Replace It!! Helmets are only designed for one good bang (just like some other plastic products) and the materials they are made of begin to deteriorate after five years.


Remember - you only have one brain. So, do yourself a service and protect that little bundle of neurons.

Here are a couple of sites with good information on helmets:
Bike Helmet Safety: http://www.healthunit.org/injury/summer/bikehel.htm
Bicycle Helmet Safety Institute: http://www.bhsi.org/ It's actually worth taking a look at.

Happy Cycling!

Another Haiku by Dr. L.

deep unconsciousness

a quiet oblivion

it is jammy time

An Ode to My Thesis: A Haiku

a twisted mistress

hypotheses convolute

much gnashing of teeth

A Day in the Life of a Lizard

Argyle Wigglesworth, Esq.

After my lights turn on at 7:30 am, I usually start the day by slowly waking up in amongst the foliage of the jade plants in my habitat. Once I've woken up, I saunter over to my sunning branch and warm up my little scaly body. At 8:30, the skies open up and lettuce or carrot tops magically appear in the corner of my house. I run over enthusiastically and sample some of this delectible appetizer. A few moments later, I hear the bag rustle outside -- it's bug time. I run to that side of the glass and wait anxiously - running back and forth in anticipation. Mom comes over and pours the crickets in my bowl. If I feel like hunting - I just wait and she lets a few out a time for me to hunt down with my jungle cat-like reflexes. Otherwise, I just dive headfirst into the bowl and eat them all in one bite. This messy display of gratifying munching often results in a cricket leg being stuck to my face. Mom usually pulls it off for me... After breakfast, I adjourn back to my sunning branch and digest, feeling and looking somewhat like a stuffed sausage.

Later in the morning, Mom lifts me out for playtime - whether I like to or not. We snuggle, look out the window, and then I get to run around the house and explore. I can often be found in the folds of her jacket, peeking out occasionally or by the door. That furnace vent is shifty and needs more exploration. When I start to get cold, Ma puts me back in my house to warm up.

For the rest of the day, I usually just sun myself, toodle around occasionally and basically just sloth around.

Lunch consists of more crickets -YUM.

When the lights go off around 7 pm, I'm usually ready and worn out from an extrenuous day. I curl up in my jade plants again, in whatever position is comfortable, close my eyes, and hibernate until morning for another day of grueling hunting and suntanning...

I'm Baaaack!!!

After a 7 month hiatus - I finally reset my password and am back on line.
So, stay tuned!

Luv,
Dr. L.

Also Introducing...National Monument

Above: Michael, Jay, Andy, Jim, and Al

National Monument: A group of charismatic gentlemen with strange dietary habits whose distinct unadulterated sound and sheer volume will "smack you clean up-side the head". An amalgamation of modern psychedilia with gritty punk - National Monument offers a full-bodied, rich auditory bouquet and a helluva rock show.

http://www.myspace.com/nationalmonument

For all of you Saskatonian types: National Monument will be opening for Mahogony Frog at Amigos on April 29th!!

Above: Jim, Andy Rudolph, and Al