Coffee Wars


Yeah – it looks a little dirty. The sock turns brown and stays that way. The wood gets stained, from early morning spills. It’s Ok.

Give me a sock and some good coffee.

I use to drag a ten cup Mr. Coffee with me, everywhere I went. ~ Goodbye to that!

Now, when I come to the modern world, with it’s Jetson bean machines, I have my third world apparatus in tow.

Have I won or lost this coffee war?

*I found this in my drafts. It’s an example of my here again, there again life.

* I’m back.