I love my recliner. It’s my Captain Kirk’s chair. With my TV remote and trusty Iphone I can control the Griffith Empire with speed and compassion, if Josephine lets me.
From my recliner I can sail the wine colored sea, backwards and forwards in time and space. This is where I contemplate the big questions; life, the universe and everything. It is here where I sit thinking, “how the hell am I going to get a 1,000 word blog about wine out of TRANSLATION”? The answer came from that great philosopher of our time Homer Simpson, “it’s going to take a lot of wine”.
I am using the formal technical meaning of translation; “the process of moving something from one place to another”. Or the conversion of something from one form or medium into another.
We have arrive at a crossroads in time. We have political upheaval around the world…
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