Friday, November 09, 2007
morning coffee in the afternoon
i slept in again. what is going on here? i never sleep in. but here i am, in an old cottage on the shore of a lake, with absolutely no car alarms or domestic disputes interrupting my slumber, and whaddaya know, i slept a long time. there's a pot of coffee in the kitchen so strong that RedBeard announced it should have a twisty mustache and a barbell. it's restoring my life force. then i'll be strong enough to open the porch door and walk five steps to the little waves lapping on the sand. that's all i have planned for the day. if i crave some more excitement, there's a giant stack of books to read, and bicycle built for two out in the shed. this is so awesome.