Coffee Spills

What I hear and see and think about at the coffee shops I patronize.
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Saturday, March 29, 2008

March is colonoscopy month

I didn't know that. But I did hear 4 guys talking about colonoscopies at the coffee shop last Sunday. Bunch of babies! It's no big deal if you have a good doctor with a lot of experience. The yucky part is drinking that goop. The procedure doesn't hurt at all and I stay awake and watch it on the screen. This educational video shows a woman taking a pill instead of drinking that terrible stuff. I want that!

I think you do have something like twilight sleep--I can't remember the name of the doctor or address of the clinic.


Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Gas money

I've decided to switch from a medium to a small for my morning coffee, a difference of $.31. I only filled the first two times with half a cup, so it seemed silly to get a medium (it stays hotter that way). Anyway, it saves $117 over a year--enough to cover the gas increase for driving to a coffee shop.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Reasonable food prices

Today at the coffee shop I asked her what she thought of the rising food prices (I usually shop on Monday, but am skipping it today). "I really hadn't noticed," she said. "Every thing in Ohio seems so reasonable after spending February in California." The town where they had vacationed for a month also kept out "big-box" stores like Wal-Mart, Costco, and Target with town ordinances and regulations. That's how you save the environment and jobs in California--keep out the riff-raff. Or course, it just meant the locals had to drive further to stock up on staples.

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Monday, March 03, 2008

A poem for today's dilemma

From a story I heard at Panera's today. I meet the most interesting people.

Health Insurance Woes

Look at me strut
and show off my stuff.
Can you see my thong?
It's not so tough.

I can barely move--
my jeans are so tight,
And guys look at me so,
now, that just ain't right!

At the top of my grade
and the job is secure,
three kids and a guy,
my home life is sure.

Except for my shape--
He wants implants for me!
Would S-CHIP cover it?
I think I'll go see.

Cross posted at Collecting my thoughts.

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