coffee | Dee DeTarsio

6:30 am   Rise and shine.
6:31 am    Be Nice and Don’t Eat Sugar!
6:45 am   Coffee and Facebook.
6:47 am   Oops. And cinnamon Pop-tart.
6:49 am   I’ll be better the rest of the day.
7:30 am   Head to gym.
7:32 am   Honk at woman in car in front of me as she applies MASCARA in left turn lane at stoplight that turned GREEN 30 seconds ago.
7:33 am   Fishtail through yellow-turning-orange light.
7:34 am   I’ll be better the rest of the day.
7:40 am   Set up shop on treadmill.
7:42 am   Woman on treadmill next to me performs what appears to be hopped-up version of tai-chi.
7:43 am   Flinch as her outstretched arm enters my airspace.
7:43 am   Repeat.
7:43 am   Repeat.
7:43 am   Repeat.
7:45 am   Hairy beast enters treadmill to my left. Why did he eat Fettucini Alfredo for breakfast?
7:46 am   I’ll be better the rest of the day.
7:47 am   Pick up the pace. Hope to dodge tai-chi lady and incoming garlic bombs.
7:48 am   Pop-tart crash. Tennis shoes feel like anvils.
7:51 am   Must. Stop. Watching. Clock.
7:53 am   What in the world is that lady wearing?

7:54 am Tomorrow is another day.

You want me to drink what?

Ninety-four percent of writers drink coffee, according to IMTU (I Made That Up). As part of that group, I am comfortable in representing that we could cheerfully kick tea drinker’s collective arses. And as for chai tea? Really? I would rather suck on bathroom spray, since that is exactly what chai tea smells like.

Don’t rush, me, I am getting to the good part. While hopped up on caffeine, I Googled Luwak coffee. (Go on, I’ll wait for you.) Why do I really, really want to try that? What could possibly be missing from my life that I seriously considered plunking down money on coffee beans that have . . . well, it is pretty funny how successful they have been in selling that. There’s a marketing lesson here somewhere!