Camp Half-Blood, Long Island, New York
Put a Cork in It.
Absolutely misery! I am forced to run this cursed summer camp for demigods when all I want to do is have parties. I tell you, it’s simply unfair. My father’s punishments are much too harsh.
Who I’d Like to Meet:
A good sommelier, Carlo Rossi, Jack Daniels.
Wine, wine, and... wine.
Barry Manilow, Burt Bacharach
A Good Year, Animal House
Jacques Pepin Celebrates (lovely cooking show, and all the recipes are served with wine!)
An Illustrated History of Wine (even though my picture is not included)
the red grape; the green grape; the pinot noir grape
married to Ariadne (with occasional relationships on the side, but really, those are nothing)
Mount Nysa, where the satyrs raised me as a boy. Ah, those were good times.
: uh... DUH!
perhaps I’ve gotten a bit soft around the middle, but it’s only because I have to eat more to compensate for the fact that my father won’t let me drink while I run this accursed camp!
God of Wine (and director of Camp Half-Blood, grr!)
I taught myself everything I know. That’s why I’m so smart.