Subject: Garden of good & evil Date: Sat, 3 Aug 1996 21:44:50 -0400 (EDT) From: Sally Greene To: Sarah Greene Momma, I got Russ off fine; we got there about four hours before his plane took off. I did't bother to wait around with him. I hope he didn't mind. I think he was all set. At least, he knew where his ticket was. So I imagine he had a fine flight and is now enjoying more luxury than he could have imagined. On the way back I stopped at the same winery you did (I'm blanking on the name now). The sun was driving me crazy so in part I needed a rest stop. I didn't spend the time for a tour, did you? Or the $2 for a tasting! But I did buy a bottle of their major-label white burgundy because they had it on sale. A cute little store. Did you realize that part of their grapes come from a vineyard they own in Napa? When I told Paul this he said oh yeah a lot of them buy surplus California grapes to get started. But this is a vineyard that they own. Yet they do the winemaking and the marketing here. The chardonnay I bought, however, is all Virginia grapes (probably it's the red they need help with). In Friday's *Post* there was a brief piece about the Lady Chablis of *MIdnight in the Garden of Good and Evil* fame. (She's written an autobiography!) Including a picture. I was inspired to read Paul the section of the book where she crashes the black debutante ball. He laughed so hard he decided he had to read the whole book, and he's about halfway through already. I got my pictures back from Newport. No really great ones but some pretty cute ones, which I'll send. Your column was nice too although the pictures of all of us seemed a little dark! But that transition from color is always a shock to my eyes. I hope it's not too hot in San Antone. We're still pretty mild and wet. I think Russ was pleasantly surprised. But next week may be worse. As to salutations etc. in e-mail, I think it's interesting to realize that the genre is so new that the rules are still fluid. Is it like a phone call, or a letter? Actually it's somethine else. But some people do like to think of them more as letter, and even I do that when I'm dealing with someone more impersonally. Notice that many people (like Paul) have automatic "signature lines" that kind of operate like a letterhead (only at the bottom). This is the postmodern world: contingencies and indeterminacies. Love, Sally