Ok, I signed up. I have high hopes that a certain producer is participating this year. (I’ve been meaning to get around to signing up anyway, but this is as good an excuse as any.)
All you GCC and Monopole Cru folks need to buck up and make the obvious next step in your wine drinking careers… go professional so you can become a Berserker Business!!
I’m not quite a full on lurker, but how would one go from their GCC to Monopole membership if they wanted to upgrade? I missed some Flannery stuff and a few wine deals I would have liked. The forum is great and it serves as an amazing, somewhat non-biased, free for all reference for great wine. I was in Finger Lakes in August and stopped by Kemmeter because of what I read on the forum and that was a great time.
I’ll be starting the process of setting everything up this week, and will still be able to take a few choice suggestions on whom else you think should participate as a seller. Send me email or a PM with the info.
Can you please post us noobs a link to the Berserker Day “How To” ZOOM?
I have rooted around like a truffle pig , but came up empty. Assume I am looking in the wrong places…
Are you referring to a ‘how to’ for those BUYING from the offers? As Rodrigo mentioned, the zoom sessions I typically do are training for those selling, so they know how to do the posts correctly and accurately. If you feel there’s a need to do it for buyers, which I hadn’t considered, I can do that! Basically you just read the forum, scan the offer, and BUY!
just read this poem byBerserker Patrick Taylor. it about sums it up
[media]‘Twas the Night before B-Day
‘Twas the night before B-Day, when all through the house,
I quietly tiptoed around like a mouse;
Retrieving the C-notes I’d hidden with cheer,
Because Wine Berserker Day soon would be here;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
With nary a clue of the financial dread;
Their college funds emptied, allowances slashed,
The mortgage refinanced to pull out some cash;
Embracing the dough, I fell into a dream;
The kind where you know things are not what they seem;
It started out weird and was prob’ly illegal;
I’d stolen a chopper bound for Screaming Eagle!
The moon turned to morn as I sat down the bird,
Got ready to log in and type the password;
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a middle-aged man drinking Zin from Fred Scherrer,
With a thick head of hair that’s receding a pinch,
I knew in a moment he must be Todd French.
More rapid the offers and auctions he posted,
And he whistled, and shouted, and practically boasted:
“Now Simpson! McIsaac! K0rz€nk0 and Shurman!
Get used to the smell of your credit cards burnin’!
Grand Cru Crü and lurkers, heed my siren call:
Berserk away! I say, Berserk away all!”
As soon as Todd spoke in his sonorous voice,
I knew I was faced with a Faustian choice:
Jump headlong into the Berserker abyss,
Or maintain the prospect of marital bliss?
What happened next, well, I cannot really say,
Except that I got rather carried away;
The Oregon Chard, NorCal reds near Eureka,
The caviar, ribeyes, and Spanish paprika;
Most everything seemed to be calling my name;
This reverie was a most dangerous game,
Because, although I am the king of my castle,
If I buy more stemware, my ass’ll be Grassl;
And then, in a twinkling, the whole thing was over;
The offers sold out, and the reck’ning drew closer;
I’d done pretty well, just a few things were missed;
But I need a good lawyer, ‘cause my wife is pissed!
The whirlybird ready, the dream nearly done,
I looked back at Todd and the red setting sun;
And I heard him exclaim as I flew out of sight,
“Happy B-Day to all, and to all a good night!”[/media]