When I look back on these first few posts months from now, I wonder how funny or embarrassing they will be. I wonder how far off my expectations, my preparations, my comments will be. I'm fairly certain I will laugh or cringe or both when I examine the clothes that I packed, the things that I thought were crucial to bring, the obvious things that I did not even think to bring. For starters, all that I have purchased is a flip-cam, a pair of Muck Boots and some cheap T-shirts from Academy. The Muck Boots (I just like saying Muck) seem like a good idea now. I wonder what winery employees or former interns that stumble upon this blog might think. What the heck is he talking about? How ridiculous? How naive? Sort of like a freshman's first day at the new school. Trying to look so smooth, so cool, when all the old-guard can see that you don't know squat.
That is one of the reasons I want to do this. I want to make the mistakes that make you remember. I want to be uncomfortable. I want to be so completely out of my element that I either break or I am totally reconstructed.
Although it would be nice to be one of those obnoxiously smart people that just get it right away
