I wish there was garlic in my mash potatoes

So a few weeks ago, we had this grasshopper infestation at the nut house. I think i made the nut house sound gross. Its actually gross for other reasons, not the grasshoppers. Any way, it seem like every time i turned around there was grass hopper. They were in the back room, on the patio, and on the wine bottles. A few months ago i posted on hype in the wine world. It just so happens that this old grass hopper perfers the hype. Rusty was his name, before i sent him out the front door. He's probably dead. I assume this because i don't think their lifespans are very long. I feel like possibly his name changed as he left the nut house, as a kind of re introduction to the world. Rusty is sitting atop a half bottle of Justin Isosceles. This is a mostly great wine with the price of the cult classics, it like like 25 dollers for 2.5 glasses. This was the interesting happenings of the nut house.

(here is a side note)( the new vintage of Justin Cab, got an 87 from wine spectator, i laugh to all the people who are mad!!!)

oh the mashed potato thing, i feel like my life is boring, it needs some flavor.