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gutbloom has a meme for us: "Write a post about coffee."

Why not.

I like coffee but drink it only occasionally. Mostly I drink Constant Comment tea, with honey. I drink most of my coffee at church, in the social hall following Sunday services. My church makes remarkably good coffee, using an old-fashioned percolator. I drink my coffee with loads of sugar & half-and-half. I'm weak, I guess.

In college, I drank lots of caffeine, including lots of coffee. There was a snack bar in the Ag Quad called the Alfalfa Room, & coffee was 25 cents a cup. I drank about a cup an hour when I was studying or working at Mann Library. There was a coffee vending machine at Riley-Robb Hall, but I was never convinced that the liquid that came out of that machine was actually coffee. The vending machine was of the type that offered coffee, hot chocolate, & I think chicken noodle soup, all of which were dispensed from the same tube. Dubious.

Occasionally at work I will drink coffee. Since I usually drink work coffee out of a desperate need for caffeine, when I drink it, I make it strong. My co-worker Dave & I have mastered a recipe for our coffee machine that we call Rocket Fuel. You set the coffee machine (which is one of the machines that makes one cup of coffee at a time) to STRONG/CAFFEINATED. The resulting brew is then combined with a package of instant hot chocolate. All the sugar & caffeine a girl could want.

Now, for the most important coffee-related blathering - why am I writing this instead of doing the mountains of work I have on my desk?

Dispatch from DesWorld #6

Check your calendars, everyone. Today is the anniversary of D-Day. D-Day was the Allied invasion of Normandy in 1944. I give this helpful definition because my co-worker Dave did not know what I meant when I said, "Whoa, today is the anniversary of D-Day".

Des, however, knew what D-Day meant, & proceeded to point out that, no matter how we may feel about our jobs on Monday morning, being at work at URS was certainly preferable to being in a troop transport on the English Channel, preparing to storm a beach guarded by machine gun emplacements.

He's been offering cheerful variations upon this theme all morning:

"While it's true that filling out Job Authorization paperwork is tedious & hateful, surely you can agree that it is better than being ordered to take out an entrenched German artillery squad."

"... it's better than fighting through hedgerows."

"... better than house-to-house fighting in some small, formerly scenic French village."

"... better than riding a Horsa glider into a marsh."

And I suppose he's got a point.

Dispatch from DesWorld #5.
Dispatch from DesWorld #7.