out came the sun and dried up all the rain and the itsy bitsy spider stripped down to two t-shirts sitting on a park bench eyeing little girls with bad intent.
you’d want my job on a day like this but I don’t want to talk about it almost as much as how much you want to tell me the opposite in the rain. They’re two sides of the same coin and I’ll just keep that coin in my right front pocket.
at pilder’s coffee shop you can order whatever foo-foo espresso drink you want but you’ll get a cup of black coffee.
kinda like the ancient proverb I wrote a few years back:
he who run fast
catch crowded elevator
stop on many floor
he who chill the fuck out
get the next one
get there first
the other-other day I went to my favorite brewery and purchased some tall cans to go because that’s all you can do now until even further notice and it's all I can do to help the proprietor survive this shit show. then I delivered the tall cans to the baristas at my favorite coffee shop. it was a win-win-win situation slipping through a wormhole in the coffee-beer continuum and coming out on a park bench in the sun.