Coffee Spills

What I hear and see and think about at the coffee shops I patronize.
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Thursday, April 28, 2005

And then there was Joey

"The only guy I ever lived with was Mike," she said while sweeping the floor, "and oh yeah, Joey." Her co-worker said, "Joey is Joey." She nodded and said something I couldn't hear. And then the conversation moved on to bowling.


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