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Coffeehouse observation No. 80

I’ve written this before, but good, sunny weather really cuts down attendance at the coffeehouse.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 79

It’s beautiful weather out, but the coffeehouse is crowded. I almost want to stand up and yell: “Run! Run! Go play outdoors!” … But, alas, the coffeehouse is in a theater and I don’t want to cause a panic.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 78

Stiletto heels in the coffeehouse? Why not. … Um, to be clear, I’m not the one wearing the stilettos. I just spotted ’em is all.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 78

Coffee is not merely a “lifestyle choice.” It is life itself. There is no choice.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 77

Rain all day outside. Coffee all day inside. Life – today – is good inside.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 76

I wonder what it is that makes nutcases come up to me and start spouting their insane notions. Is it written on my face: “Lunatic, come forward and be heard!” I think not!

A guy just came into the coffeehouse, ordered a coffee and, as he’s leaving the coffeehouse, makes a beeline right to my table and starts asking me if I had seen some internet broadcast about a half-dozen conspiracy theories.

Or, at least, I think that was what he was saying. He was not particularly coherent.

Um, I’m guessing “nutcases” and “lunatic” are not the preferred words.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 75

Some days are more normal than others at the coffeehouse. Really.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 74

I don’t get it sometimes how a person can loudly carry on a conversation in a public place. This guy at the next table at the coffeehouse was trashing his brother and the brother’s girlfriend. Come on, Dude! Take it outside at least.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 73

I’m not sure why they were playing disco music earlier in the empresso, but I’m sooo very happy they’ve changed to something else.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 72

There is a very large bone-like object in the corner of espresso. I mean, it is wooly mammoth big, probably a meter long. I’m guessing, however, that it is not real. Papier-mâché, perhaps. It’s someone’s art project.

Or it is real and I’ve stumbled upon an archeological find. How sciencey of me.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 71

Not a fan of neck and facial tattoos. I’m just saying. … How do you cover up that stuff?

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Coffeehouse observation No. 70

I’m back in more familiar territory today – empresso on Pacific Avenue in Stockton, CA, USA. It was quiet earlier, then bustling, now quiet again, but it may be building to bustling again. The coffee is good and strong, and beautiful women of all ages frequent the establishment. I’m guessing that has something to do with the draw of the businesses on the Miracle Mile, the adult school down the street, and the proximity to the University of the Pacific and San Joaquin Delta College. Whatever the reason, I don’t mind. In rainy weather lately, I’ve been patronizing Exotic Java because it is next door to the Margaret Troke Branch Library on West Benjamin Holt Drive. (I typically walk to empresso in order to avoid a parking ticket and I don’t like walking in the rain that much. There is free parking at this particular library branch.) Nice baristas at Exotic Java and coffee that hits the spot, but it is a bit less active than empresso, probably because it is a block or two from Pacific Avenue. Oh, but it has a drive-through window, which makes it convenient for motorists. I can recommend both establishments.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 69

I nearly forgot. At Exotic Java earlier, I overheard an animated, yet friendly, conversation about whether the coconut is a nut or a fruit. Fortunately, there is WiFi at Exotic Java and the participants were able to learn that a coconut is a fruit. A drupe, to be most accurate.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 68

Overheard in Exotic Java today that it is located in what used to be a much larger tattoo parlor. The parlor is still there, next door. Also, I noticed that the mural – the one behind the counter with the image of a girl in Daisy Dukes and hot pink hair on a swing hanging from a tree – also has an image of a wizard. The word “tattoos” is woven several times in his long, white beard.

Also, the “Red Eye” is a nice pick-me-up.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 67

Two days without coffee. How do people do this? How do they go without coffee? Or tea? Or caffeine of any kind? It’s just not human.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 66

It’s raining outside the coffeehouse and I’m on foot. It looks like a walk in the rain … whether I want to walk in the rain or not. 😦  It is good that I am fortified with caffeine.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 65

I’m not sure what is worse, the woman who was sitting nearby earlier and clearing her throat every 15 to 30 seconds (Take a drink of water or something, for crying out loud!), the guy who has the every-other-word phone plan who replaced her (Dude, really? How many times to you have to say “Hello? … Hello?” to figure out your phone dropped the call?), or the loud, obnoxious woman who is starting to move tables around the coffeehouse. And she doesn’t even work here (She is just plain too loud and her being here may cause me to leave for the day).

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Coffeehouse observation No. 64

There is a rather thin woman – I’m guessing she’s a college student – sitting at a nearby table. She very probably does not weigh 100 pounds. But her voice has a certain raspy quality that makes her sound much larger and older and a career smoker. She has on a hat similar to a Greek fisherman’s cap and ass-kickin’ boots. Oh, and a dark top and blue jeans, but the hat and boots very much go with the voice.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 63

I returned the next day and spotted a new barista and she was wearing the very same hot pink hair. No Daisy Dukes, though.

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Coffeehouse observation No. 62

Tried a different coffeehouse today. It’s located next to a tattoo parlor and near the library branch I patronize. Had the “Red Eye” – regular coffee with two shots of espresso. It should be called “Wide Eyed” because that’s what I needed and that’s what it made me. Mural on one of the walls includes the image of woman in Daisy Dukes and hot pink hair. … I think I’ll be back to Exotic Java.

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