Coffee, Tea or Cold Air. . .
March 2nd 2008 18:48
Wow, it’s good to be back in the Coffee Quip, fondling the equipment, rummaging through the cooler, sniffing the various blends of teas, coffees and pastries. Life is good in the slow lane.
Hey, welcome! C’mon in friend. Let me get the shop spruced up a bit, y’know ~ the floor swept and the assorted debris containers emptied. (Whew they’re pungent). Find a comfy spot and sit yourself down, have a Danish and hot drink on the house while I complete my prep chores so that I can open for business. I'll keep working as we chat.
Coffee humor:
You know you drink to much coffee when. . .
- The only time you're standing still is during an earthquake.
- You can type sixty words per minute . . . with your feet.
- You've built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers and styrofoam cups.
- People get dizzy just watching you.. . .and you’re standing still.
- Your husband thinks you’re twins.
Y’know, sabbaticals are important for good mental health, they provide relief from the boredom of routine, and the stress that often accompanies it. It also helps you find time to bond with your significant other as well. You can get extra ‘lucky’ if you play your cards right. I learned that right away, now I’m singing, “…oh happy day’s,” if you catch my drift. My only problem was demanding to sleep in a little more often than usual. My Tisha came up with a novel cure for that mindset. Hang on a second….this darn drain is plugged.
More of You know you drink to much coffee when. . . ?
- You've worn out the handle on your favorite mug. . .twice.
- Your first-aid kit contains two pints of black coffee with an IV hookup.
- Instant coffee takes too long.
- Your coffee mug is insured by Lloyds of London. . . for more than your house.
Anyway, to continue; I was going through this situation where I wanted to sleep in more often, so, like a fool I told the wife about it. The immediate gleam in her eye shoulda been a proper warning not meant to be ignored. But I’m a guy; we don’t do subtle, show me! And she did.
The next morning I was dozing peacefully with my fuzzy blankey wrapped around my shoulders, a pillow over my head with my knees under my tummy and yes my butt was airing nicely. Bad combination. Tisha came in and tried to get me up and I’d have no part in it, so she left-without a word. Victory was mine. . . hah. Mmmm, I immediately began drifting deeper into the land of …..
Sweeeet Jeesuuuuuus, I started awake and found myself launched towards space like a rocket powered cat with all claws extended prepared to affix myself permanently to the ceiling. What the hel…lo just happened??? My heart was pounding out of my chest, every hair on my body had spiked, and all major protuberances had disappeared while a maniacal Thai lady roared with uncontrollable laughter.
What had transpired, was gleefully disclosed, but only after she regained the ability to speak. She had taken my problem about sleeping in as a challenge. She’d found a can of air I use to clean computer innards and had crept back into the bedroom where I was about mid snore; she slid my jammies down and launched me into space with very chilly blast of canned air to my unprotected wazzooo. Very effectively launching me back to the land of reality!
More Coffee?
Finally, a universal prayer for coffee and tea zealots everywhere:
Raven is stillquaking quacking over this incident. Got a better wake up technique?
Hey, welcome! C’mon in friend. Let me get the shop spruced up a bit, y’know ~ the floor swept and the assorted debris containers emptied. (Whew they’re pungent). Find a comfy spot and sit yourself down, have a Danish and hot drink on the house while I complete my prep chores so that I can open for business. I'll keep working as we chat.
Coffee humor:
You know you drink to much coffee when. . .
- The only time you're standing still is during an earthquake.
- You can type sixty words per minute . . . with your feet.
- You've built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers and styrofoam cups.
- People get dizzy just watching you.. . .and you’re standing still.
- Your husband thinks you’re twins.
Y’know, sabbaticals are important for good mental health, they provide relief from the boredom of routine, and the stress that often accompanies it. It also helps you find time to bond with your significant other as well. You can get extra ‘lucky’ if you play your cards right. I learned that right away, now I’m singing, “…oh happy day’s,” if you catch my drift. My only problem was demanding to sleep in a little more often than usual. My Tisha came up with a novel cure for that mindset. Hang on a second….this darn drain is plugged.
More of You know you drink to much coffee when. . . ?
- You've worn out the handle on your favorite mug. . .twice.
- Your first-aid kit contains two pints of black coffee with an IV hookup.
- Instant coffee takes too long.
- Your coffee mug is insured by Lloyds of London. . . for more than your house.
Anyway, to continue; I was going through this situation where I wanted to sleep in more often, so, like a fool I told the wife about it. The immediate gleam in her eye shoulda been a proper warning not meant to be ignored. But I’m a guy; we don’t do subtle, show me! And she did.
The next morning I was dozing peacefully with my fuzzy blankey wrapped around my shoulders, a pillow over my head with my knees under my tummy and yes my butt was airing nicely. Bad combination. Tisha came in and tried to get me up and I’d have no part in it, so she left-without a word. Victory was mine. . . hah. Mmmm, I immediately began drifting deeper into the land of …..
Sweeeet Jeesuuuuuus, I started awake and found myself launched towards space like a rocket powered cat with all claws extended prepared to affix myself permanently to the ceiling. What the hel…lo just happened??? My heart was pounding out of my chest, every hair on my body had spiked, and all major protuberances had disappeared while a maniacal Thai lady roared with uncontrollable laughter.
What had transpired, was gleefully disclosed, but only after she regained the ability to speak. She had taken my problem about sleeping in as a challenge. She’d found a can of air I use to clean computer innards and had crept back into the bedroom where I was about mid snore; she slid my jammies down and launched me into space with very chilly blast of canned air to my unprotected wazzooo. Very effectively launching me back to the land of reality!
More Coffee?
Finally, a universal prayer for coffee and tea zealots everywhere:
The 23rd Cup
Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wander in green pastures at midnight;
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping mattresses.
It restoreth my zip and filleth my bladder.
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I'll fear no Equal. . . for thou art with me;
Thy cream and thy flavorings they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe / teapot before me in the presence of Juan Valdez / Dali d’Lama
Thou anointest my mornings with fine pastries; my mug runneth over.
Surely flavor and aroma shall follow me all the days of my life
and I will dwell in the House of Maxwell / Darjeeling forever.
Amen!
Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wander in green pastures at midnight;
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping mattresses.
It restoreth my zip and filleth my bladder.
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I'll fear no Equal. . . for thou art with me;
Thy cream and thy flavorings they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe / teapot before me in the presence of Juan Valdez / Dali d’Lama
Thou anointest my mornings with fine pastries; my mug runneth over.
Surely flavor and aroma shall follow me all the days of my life
and I will dwell in the House of Maxwell / Darjeeling forever.
Amen!
Raven is still
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Comment by katyzzz
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gooseduck, and now he's taken up religion, ah, well, there's worse hobbies.You do a really cute opening coffee piece. Ever thought about going on the stage?
Too late? What older than 17? Ah, well, I'd give that idea a miss.
Sympathies to Tisha, may all go well in the hammock. Although how you are going to get that pesky cat out defeats me.
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Good to see you lady. Raven
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I was once a coffee addict until I have to stop my daily brew due to my blood disorder. I'm now all right with / without coffee but it seemed to have flushed off from my system, although I still love the fragrant brew every morning and evening! ^_^
Good write on this one. Keep it up!
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Well, I was almost like you once though.
From the love of coffee until you have improvised from Psalms 23, I believe you are still way out from getting over beloved coffee.
Don't misunderstand me. I love coffee. I just can't take that much anymore.
(Sounds like eternal torture for you?)
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