Archive for November, 2005
Monday, November 28th, 2005
Coffee Cups 904, 905, and 906
Our story so far. Presh and Lloyd moved to the desert a few months ago. It was 114 degrees then.
This morning it was 28 degrees. F not C. 904.
That is fricking cold, man! 905.
Right now, it is 45 degrees and falling. Wah… 906.
1 Comment » - Posted in Poetics of Peet's by Lloyd Y. Asato
Sunday, November 27th, 2005
Coffee Cups 902 and 903
Woke up with a start this morning cause I forgot it was Sunday.
Could not get back to sleep, though. 902.
I hate when that happens. 903
No Comments » - Posted in Poetics of Peet's by Lloyd Y. Asato
Saturday, November 26th, 2005
Coffee Cups 901
I am in a blue state/red state marriage. I supported that former Governor who did that road trip scream thing. She voted with the majority. I am a lotta bit rural, she likes living in suburbia (which kind of flips that whole red/blue thing, huh?). I am a reader and she is a TV baby.
About the only thing we both share is a love of road trips and baseball. 901.
2 Comments » - Posted in Poetics of Peet's by Lloyd Y. Asato
Saturday, November 26th, 2005
Coffee Cups 899 and 900
I learned several things today. The bridge that I pictured as being the London Bridge is actually the Tower Bridge.
The London Bridge that is in Arizona is actually THE London Bridge. 899.
Transported here brick by brick. Traveling is fun, huh? 900.
No Comments » - Posted in Poetics of Peet's by Lloyd Y. Asato
Friday, November 25th, 2005
Coffee Cups 898
Sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes the bear eats you. Most times the bear gets me. But, not today.
Roulette is staring into the eyes of Lady Luck and asking if she loves you. 898.
