Coffee Spills

What I hear and see and think about at the coffee shops I patronize.
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Thursday, August 04, 2005

Singing at the coffee shop

Yesterday I was reading the paper at the coffee shop. John Denver was singing "Has anyone here seen my friend, John," at least I think that was the artist. The woman behind me working at her laptop began singing along, a bit off key. I turned around to see who it was, and it was the performer from the night before! After she sang a few more rounds, I realized she was singing harmony.

This morning the 50s-something guy at the next table was singing along with the music. Our eyes met. "Do you know who that is?" I asked. "Sure," he said, "the Eagles, 'Your lying eyes.' " "After my time," I replied.


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