Coffee Thursday
It’s one of those lazy Thursday’s when all you do is lay around the house doing nothing. I did take a spin on my bike earlier but now I’m watching Fight Club and drinking coffee. I have some plans to do some photography later, I have some ideas but I need a good caffeine jolt to get me motivated. Coffee Thursday has begun.
Update:
I’ve run out of coffee so I’m deciding whether or not to continue being lazy or should I ride my bike back to the grocery store to replenish my coffee supply? Decisions, decisions…
Coffee With Ted
Believe what you want but I met a zombie, his name was Ted and he wasn’t interested in devouring my flesh he just wanted to bum a smoke and get a cup of coffee. In my opinion, this was not too much to ask and I did have an extra cigarette so I gave it to him. Ted is dead. Or rather, Ted is undead so smoking is not going to have an adverse affect on his health. I suppose the worst that could happen is that smoking could bring him back to life? And popular culture has not exactly painted a pretty picture of the undead. His life must be rough. People see that he is a zombie and I’m pretty certain that they judge him before they get a chance to know him. I’ll be the first to admit that he was not what I thought a zombie would be like. He didn’t smell, there was no rotting flesh or gaping wounds visible. No howling or moaning and most definitely there was no attempt to eat me. For a zombie, Ted was well spoken and somewhat intelligent. Given the fact that he had risen from the grave several decades ago and had not really been an active part of society since then, he was not entirely familar with modern technology. Without a job or a home he had no experience with using a cell phone or computer. He had seen these items and had a vague idea as to what they were and how they are used as far as personal experience, he had none. Coffee and cigarettes are pretty ageless. Maybe ageless is not the right word but they transcend generations and are vices that most people are familiar with. Regardless, it was a good combination and I hardly noticed that I was drinking and smoking with someone who was no longer alive, at least not in the way most of us consider what being alive is. I’m rambling and I do apologize but consider what I had experienced. One minute I’m riding to work, same as any other day and the next thing you know I am drinking coffee with a zombie named Ted.
Oh Yesh
I must say, free coffee, soda and snacks is a pretty snazzy perk.
Oy, coffee!
Oh Coffee
I had some canvas boards, acrylics, spray paint and other items laying around so this evening I made up some stencils and created a tribute to my favorite drug. Coffee.
I took this picture using the iSight on my MacBook so forgive the quality.
The Colored Water Wars
Buy local, go green, fair trade and down with corporate America.
Brothers and sisters I hear you. But all I’m saying is that I like a good cup of coffee, more specifically I like espressos.
I’m not going to argue about going to a local coffeehouse over a large chain like Starbucks. I’m just saying that my local Starbucks gives good service and the coffee is good. So why should I go someplace else just because? Just so I can rave about what a good boy I am because I support a local shop? Fuck no.
Listen, I work for a living and I spend my money at the business that best meets my needs and desires so if I go to a particular Starbucks I am not making a statement that I support corporate America and I am not saying that I do not support small business. I am merely spending my money in the best way possible for me.
Granted, there have been a number of local businesses that I frequent for the same reasons that I go to Starbucks. They offer the best balance of price and quality.
Example. I will typically go to Bike Gallery here in Beaverton or the downtown location because even though their prices may be higher than shopping online or say Performance Bike, the staff is friendly and helpful and I enjoy the experience.
And coffee? It’s colored water. No need to fight about it.
