Well, it’s a little cloudy here in my corner of the cafe today, and I need a jolt of…
Coffee beans!
Can you find the man hiding in the beans in less than 3 minutes? Me too…
And here’s my mental iPod song for this week (and Phil is playing at our local coffeehouse tonight!):
Baby born in New York City
Wrapped in a blanket all tattered and worn
Mama’s doin’ the best she can
It takes hope in a hopeless world
Her eldest son, he stayed in school
Listened to his mother, he never drank or used
But every job he wants he gets refused
It takes hope in a hopeless world
Looking for hope in a hopeless world
Trying to find love in these hateful times
Try to stay strong but my mind is weak
Looking for hope in a hopeless world
Churches are full, but the prayers are not heard
Saturday’s child don’t wanna to go to Sunday school
Whatever happened to the golden rule
It takes hope in a hopeless world
D’you got a quarter for the homeless man
Spare some change for the soldiers who fought the war
Put a little money in those hats and those tins
Give them hope in a hopeless world
Looking for hope in a hopeless world
Searchin’ for love in these hateful times
Try to stay strong but my mind is weak
Ease my mind, ease my mind
And on the corner there stands a young girl
The home she left was in the better part of town
Daddy did things she never talked about
It takes hope in a hopeless world
Somebody out there gotta listen
Somebody out there got to know what Pops been talkin’ about
Raise your hand, raise your hands if you’re with me
Give us hope in a hopeless world
-Pops Staples, Phil Roy, Bob Thiele, Jr
So, what’s new with you? Any big plans for the weekend? Have you seen wilfred’s diary pointing out an excellent slide show set to Pink Floyd’s Us and Them?
So feel free to recommend, and as Sven says, may the 4’s be with you!
Keep checking back, we may have a surprise mystery guest today..
We’re now returned to our normal programming.
Sleepless in Seattle was on TV the other night, reminding me that the rain familiar to most folks and depicted in the movie with characters scurrying around under umbrellas, is not what we usually have here. I’m reasonably sure it was raining this morning as we walked our Toto dogs–a stream pool surface was showing raindrop ripples–but we had to stop and turn our faces up to detect it. It could take continuous rain for till this time tomorrow to give us an inch of accumulation.
Special guest? Arghh, I’m busy in the shop today. I’ll try to peek in and hope I get the timing right.
Ahh, the mists of Washington state…
Not sure if our guest will make it or not…but I’m hoping so.
Thought I heard that yesterday…
Vacation cold has firmly settled into the chest; if I’m not careful I’ll have a nice case of bronchitis. Energy level is nil; I’ve been spending most of my time sleeping.
Need to finally tackle the unpacking today, so we can stow away the luggage and free up some floor space. Also need to do some more laundry, and I’m still trying to figure out what I have the energy to cook this coming week.
Have a great day, folks…
Sorry about the vacation cold…but maybe you could post some vacation pics while you’re lounging and resting up?
I’m on laundry load 3 for today…
Laundry – there is one thing that I seem to have corrected in my life. Having spent several months at the laundromat due to our machines conking out in April and we had sent so much $$$ to Walter Reed hospital (phone cards and stuff) that now am in the habit of folding the laundry right after it’s dried.
Before I’d dump it all on the couch and it’d sit there – and NOT fold itself. I gave it many opportunities to fold itself and it never would. ARGH 🙂
The Laundry Couch evolved from the Laundry Play Pen. The baby play pen.. I don’t think I ever put my babies in one – always had too much clean and unfolded laundry in it 🙂
Anyone else have a laundry couch, chair, table, play pen??
anyone? anyone? 🙂
no, just you. I actually really enjoy doing laundry. It’s the only type of housework that I don’t put off until the last possible moment. When the kids were little I used to smell each and every tiny item of clothing and lovingly fold it. Now I stick the sniffing, but I still love to fold laundry.
Maybe we can work out some sort of exchange where I do your laundry and you scrub my toilets. I do live with 4 men/boys……3 of whom have good aim.
Nopers on the toilets – my little guy has TERRIBLE aim ACK 🙂 And my bigger dude, you’d think for a former hockey guy… he’d have better aim. Damn!
Now I fold it as it comes out of the dryer. I managed to kick the laundry couch habit 🙂
Part of the loan to was to get a washer/dryer. Nice to be able to do it your own home, although I kinda sorta miss the laundromat… was nice chatting with so many different people.
I actually like cleaning out the fridge.
Cleaning my paint brushes affords me some sort of therapy. I used to not like it, too impatient I guess – till a friend pointed it out to me it’s therapuetic value.
Laundry chair…that’s me, for sure. Although I’ve really been working to overcome it! My mom always thinks it’s weird that I do the laundry, fold it, and leave it on the chair!
isn’t too bad…because the spouse does it. 🙂 The habit started at our old place, where the laundry room was down two short but steep flights of stairs and at the other end of the complex, and I couldn’t maneuver the full laundry basket. Even though we’re now on ground floor and the laundry rooms are much closer (we’re right between both rooms on our side of the complex), the spouse has kept the chore.
Reminds me…time to go put away the nightwear from yesterday’s load so we can do jeans and shirts… 🙂
let’s hear more deets on the naughtywear… I mean nightwear 🙂
Ole! Whoot. Goes well with the Struntz and Farar guitar sounds of the islands and Costa Rica I’m listening to now.
“Imagine there’s no color…”
And when the flipping flying fleeper frick is HOCKEY coming?? A: not soon enough.
Great picture!
Isabelle has no fewer than 3 catbeds/houses yet she always manages to find the most comfy people-spot in the whole house, and absolutely must have her head on a pillow.
I am so restless lately that I feel like I’m going to explode.
She looks like such a jello-lounge kitty! 🙂
don’t they always find the chair you’re about to sit in?
Hi everyone,
Sorry I ave not come by as often the last couple of weeks. I’m easing into a new job which encroaches on my blogging time.
Just checked out a new site – UN Dispatch which does a daily blog-sampling on UN-related issues. There was a reference to Booman Tribune, yay (scroll down to roundup # 44).
there’s Booman!!!!
Ease on down, ease on down the jo-ob 🙂 Congrats on the new gig.
Oh you are SO esoteric. ‘Man in coffee beans’ indeed…
Suffice it to say, that after a week of 12 hour days on a book, I am enjoying the quntessential Finnish experience of a large Jallu.
It is Jaloviina, or Noble Wine – half way between a whisky and a brandy. There are two types -one star and three star – tourists drink three star.
I could use one of those…btw, he’s right there above the fourth bean from the lower left corner…
Tea leaves are bad enough, but caffeine hallucinations takes the biscuit. You’ll be telling me next that the reason I always sleep with one leg cocked over the other is that I am the ‘Hanged Man’.
Shucks, I was hoping it was an LSD flashback! 🙂
If you were really there, you’ll never remember
is it like Port Wine? Sounds intriquing.
Just wooondering.. you ever hear of Teemu Selanne? 🙂 He’s a hockey player from Finland. My son met him and got to look in one of his many many cars as they shared the same adoration for a Finnish movie director… Reny Harlin (sp). Neither noted each other’s severe broken English. 🙂
in any storm 😉
I met Teemu once, nice guy, not so bright. But Jari Kuri is a really nice chap and good with his fans. We were on a boat going over to Stockholm chatting about business and PR, and he spent most of the time signing autographs while his food got cold…
I know Renny too, but though he is overpoweringly tall. I am not sure his blood reaches up as high as it should,
Sadly Kurri he is often neglected when people mention Wayne Gretzky.
Teemu was very gracious and kind to my son when they met at a hockey game. Very attentive. I think his car cost more than our house LOL
But he didn’t perform for the Sharks so… kept whiffing on the wrap arounds. So off he went. 🙂
….Not someone I can intrinsically trust. But he is harmless. It is not easy to be a Finnish celebrity 😉
Being an Oxymoron is a challenge…
Um, isn’t it all the blows to the head that gives hockey players that certain, ah, je ne sais quoi? (please forgive my spelling, ninth grade French class was sooooo long ago)
Je ne c”est crois pas – unless I have ben pucked
Thank you for saving me from the perils of language manglement…
Language is, after all, the only thing useful that our parents taught us.
however I am coming from the experience of having had to teach my son how to eat a popsicle/eskimo pie 🙂
Very usefull skill, indeed 🙂 Very very important skill.
is in the details….
Well, they do have helmets… so it might be due to all the blows to their other head that give them that “swagger”.
tee-hee
I know I’m slow and everything, but I haven’t seen nor heard anything in the local or national snews about a 5 week ongoing Hunger Strike at gitmo
I mean I think anyone could understand a disaster news vacuum when they see one… But wasn’t Rita Live, Geraldo, and practically everybody else all talking about Paul Vander Sloggin and Aruba mid-august?
Quick everybody…unrecommend this cafe and head over to Dem in Knoxville’s Place…last one out, please hit the lights!
Just saw a rerun Lewis Black stand-up on Comedy Central– And a hillarious piece on where the end of the universe is…