Thursday, July 24, 2008
Basho Would Understand
I'm in "my" coffeeshop, Fine Grind on SE 39th and Lincoln. My back is aching enjoyably from lifting at Loprinzi's yesterday, there's great indie-rock on the stereo, and the lady sitting on the couch nearby is quietly harmonizing with the vocals. Things are great; We went to a video arcade last night and played Dance Dance Revolution, stomping and jumping to "Little Bitch" by The Specials, quite possibly the best song in the history of the universe. I have various concerns and a few worries, the state of the world remains troubling, but I've got enough money for another cup of coffee, and it's a nice moment during a nice afternoon.