Author: coffeehousejunkie

make the phone ring with some rain.

fell asleep reading the aeneid… woke up to a little kidlinger voice saying, ‘i have to go poop.’

she’s singing along to joan osborne…

if a ‘glade’ is an open space surrounding a woods, what’s the opposite (a woods surrounding and open space)?

i now have 2 tickets to see cowboy junkies!

// no, no, no, britannica. don’t cave to wikipedia (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/7846986.stm). maintain your scholarly integrity.

listening to saturday morning jazz while the kidlingers play and i read the recent issue of nyrob.

*yawn* i think the 9pm café latte is finally wearing off… time to finish reading an essay on the republic of letters.

whatever happened to the great american music hour podcast w/ Jerry Jodice?

sometimes i enter a song like entering an old friend’s home where i sit down and share coffee and conversation.

let’s talk about marketing products. let’s talk about products people need & enjoy. let’s talk about consumer evangelists.

it’s windy. it’s rainy. some might say a bit gloomy. days like these i’d love to curl up on the couch with a good book and cup of coffee.

nothing goes better when watching rob roy than a black mocha stout from hbc.

AWRsum! the latest issue of paste and nyrob arrived in the post. can’t wait to start reading.

does a song every bring back a scent? i’m listening to a song & can small my old roommate’s strawberry biddies.

totally, blew the whole analog sunday commitment.

ah, i see the weekend approaching… she is beautiful… like a sunrise.

reading a poetry anthology as an after dinner dessert.

fell asleep thinking about an essay by david lehman and woke up with ac/dc’s song ‘hells bells’ runnin through my head.

// there has got to be a better, efficient way to process/reply to all these emails and still have time to complete other tasks at work.