Coffee Spills

What I hear and see and think about at the coffee shops I patronize.
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Sunday, March 01, 2009

Father and son

A father and his teenage son were sitting next to me by the fireplace yesterday. Dad recognized me from Caribou, one of my other spots, and said he stopped there after his morning workout. So we chatted a bit. They were familiar with Lakeside--his grandparents had once owned a cottage on Peach.

Today I think I saw 15-20 UALC first service people and one from X-Alt. We should have called a committee meeting.


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