Saturday, February 01, 2014

One of the Great Benefits of Being 70.

I'm old...70...how the hell did that happen?  All the stupidities of a wasted youth didn't do me in it appears, at least, not yet.   A few minor aches and pains, sure...like a Monday morning football player after a Sunday game, no big deal.  Otherwise it's a smooth going routine really, up, stumble in to pee, groan a bit for effect, flush, wash hands, attend to coffee machines needs, push various buttons, cuss, throw out the grounds, wipe up the overflow from the floor, fend off the kindle of kats at my feet,  trip on the rug, open the door, watch kats escape, round up the bear-like one, grab newspapers, go back inside, kick bear-cat away, shut door, sit down, wipe up spilled coffee from newspaper fumble.  More fending, more slurping. More wiping.  And that's before breakfast.

Breakfast today will be a breakfast with friends like we did last week in Vallejo.  This time they are coming up here and we're going to Bab's Delta Diner, a staple in the local area for residents and visitors alike.  We are NOT a member of that staple.  We have actively avoided the bloody shop for years and years, I was last inside it sometime in the late 90's as my failing memory recalls, seems like ...a long time ago.  Why?  Oh, the crowd, the boring menu, some of the people...a myriad of reasons all good enough to quit the place whenever we did.  No it's been bought by a new owner and I guess we will see if any of the fixable things, like the lackluster menu, the noise level can be elevated to the cafe we went to in Vallejo.  We cannot fix the people, so we will have to sort that out over time, which will be short.  We shall see.

Too early to think, so I'll go now and find that damned coffee cup...

 

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