coffee. i don't know if neruda included coffee in his odes to common things, but he should have. if i were a poet, i'd write an ode to coffee. it's gotten me through the week so far. which makes it sound like it's been a hard week. which it hasn't. it's been exciting and full of good experiences and people who give me energy rather than taking it away.
i did discover one little thing. yesterday, for a good cause, i got to let out my mean, tough corporate bitch self. and you know what? i loved her. she did a deliciously satisfying job of shredding a slimy belgian salesman (i know, belgium, it wasn't really playing fair). he didn't know what hit him. and it was so much fun. he even bought lunch, which ended with this coffee. i just might have to keep her around for when she's needed. in moderation, of course.
just like the coffee.
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Sam Spade drank real coffee, you know, you can cut it with a switchblade knife kind of joe. I think if he was served coffee that looked like dessert he would've shot it with his 45.
Well, if Neruda wrote about coffee I couldn't find a quote with a quick internet search. But I did find this one by Benjamin Franklin, which is now my favorite coffee quote
“Among the numerous luxuries of the table…coffee may be considered as one of the most valuable. It excites cheerfulness without intoxication; and the pleasing flow of spirits which it occasions…is never followed by sadness, languor or debility.”
I wrote a post which I deleted. I became preachy.
I do enjoy my morning coffee. : )
I am smiling.....I know this personality of which you speak.....personally.....smiles
I am smiling.....I know this personality of which you speak.....personally.....smiles
Slimy salesmen-- Yuck. Glad he's out of the way ;-)
Happy weekend, jj
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