Monday, February 21, 2005

Last night, I had a dream about coffee. It was probably tied to the
combination of finding my grandma's old percolator while we were
cleaning the attic, and the man who clumsily opened his car door right
into oncoming traffic (in front of me) while struggling to maintain his
Starbucks coffee in an upright orientation.

At any rate, in this dream, Elezar talked to me in hushed and paranoid
tones about a vast coffee conspiracy being used to placate the masses
with antidepressants that were distributed in every cup of the brew.

He referred to the conspirators as the "illumi-latte"

I woke up giggling about it.

-Huggy Bear


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