coffee of champions

yes I could have a balanced breakfast, but why when I can have warm olallieberry pie and ice cream.

pie a la mode: that means with ice cream, or in the fashion

too rough

when the going gets tough, get another coffee

too early for a lemondrop i guess

but i’m not convinced. maybe an early lunch…

soufflesque

big foam, but big results

tasted pretty good to boot.

that reads: i'm a worthless asshole

i’m going to try to let this be the end of my self-inflicted punishment. the extreme fuzziness would be the resultant effect of tears.

preppy day

just another latte. but delicious, which they aren’t always.

what an elephant never says

“i can’t.”

bless them for being such fine upstanding examples.

yesterday and today

a late debut for a new mug even though it is a widely recognized fact that i have too many coffee cups. i can’t believe i haven’t used it here before…

yesterday's husband-made latte

and today in a favorite mug

monday

quite poorly foamed, i think it’s time to clean the machine which i should really learn how to do. especially since i spill so much coffee on it.

sort of breakfast

peanut butter nutella right out of the jar and in to my tummy. probably shouldn’t offer people nutella in the office since i basically stick my entire face in the jar on a regular basis. cooties – blech.

real camera picture

incidentally, i was drinking coffee from this cup one morning as i walked to work. naturally enough i dropped it on the sidewalk where it bounced three or four times. me balancing bags, retractable leash, dog, dog-curbing and coffee? does not compute. miraculously, not a scratch. however i rarely hold it from the handle, constantly expecting it to suddenly pop off on unseen fractures.