BY MIKE SUGAR
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Blowing off reading and skipping classes just didn’t seem to take that much time. Kermit assumed that he had become more efficient. This, however, left him lots of extra time for new hobbies and he decided that his pending move back to California made wine tasting a must. The first bottle he drank was fruity with hints of oak barrels and a Sonoma summer. He remembered much less about the second bottle, mainly that he woke up and it was empty. Perhaps he needed to increase his tolerance or drink from wine glasses rather than bottles.