Tuesday, May 31, 2005

I went to our now-local Starbucks coffee shop to pick up drinks for Kellsey, Robert and me for our weekly 8:30am coffee time. (Our reliable and well used french press has already taken up residence in Austin.) Sbux was full of folks on their morning commute to work and I thought of an update to a Nita-ism: "Busier than a one-armed barista." As it was, the barista had two fully functioning arms, and was barely keeping up.

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