Down Dry Creek Road in Sonoma County and around the corner from Quivira Vineyards.
Further down Dry Creek Road.
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January 07, 2007
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Cato, you are a privileged cat, indeed, to live in such a glorious environment. We are certainly less fortunate, residing as we do in the bible belt, in this "city" of sorts, popularly referred to as "Terrible Hole," Indiana, formerly known as "Sin city."
While you feast your eyes upon lush vinyards, we gaze at concrete and pickup trucks, and enjoy the ambience of drunken karaoke-singing bikers at the bar across the street.
In your first 100 days as our elected leader, could you perhaps tack a little pork into a few bills and turn Indiana into a vinyard?
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Posted by: Rocky, ArtsyCatsy CEO | January 31, 2007 at 07:45 PM