Archive for September, 2005
Coffee Cups 728, 729, and 730
Posted by Lloyd Y. Asato | Filed under Poetics of Peet's
Speaking truth to pod. This is what we do and should do more.
This stuff makes me laugh. It does. What does that say about me? 728.
Anyone want to send me a 15 alBook with a cracked screen? I just need to scavange a few parts. 729.
Meghan is up next [...]
Coffee Cups 725, 726, 727
Posted by Lloyd Y. Asato | Filed under Poetics of Peet's
It is a bad logic board. Sigh… This makes me sad. To add to the sadness the depot (where the geniuses would send my pBook) is in Texas.
Presh took care of dinner tonight. I was too depressed. 725.
Dinner was ordered at www.papajohns.com and delivered 45 minutes later. She got [...]
Coffee Cup 724
Posted by Lloyd Y. Asato | Filed under Poetics of Peet's
This one was better. Maybe because we watched fireworks while sipping it.
Maybe because I had Presh on the ropes during an improvised checkers game in the park.
Maybe it was the moon, or the stars, or the tune…
We said so long to summer at the lake in the park. 724.
Coffee Cup 723
Posted by Lloyd Y. Asato | Filed under Poetics of Peet's
I am going to count this one.
But really, it was putrid crap. Undrinkable dregs from the green logoed ones. I made Presh take a sip. She agreed. 723.
Coffee Cup 722
Posted by Lloyd Y. Asato | Filed under Poetics of Peet's
Morning coffee was at Mulatas Caf√? in Nogales, Mexico. Caf√? au lait or con leche or whatever. It tasted right.
I almost walked right into fresh cement. 722.