I've been accused of having my head up my ass on a few occasions, especially when it comes to all things related to fashion, what now passes for popular music, and the ladies.
Ok, ok, maybe a few more times for the wimmens part of the equation...
Every once in a while, something comes along that just blows my little mind. I am at a loss to decide if it is something that flips my lid by the mere fact of its existence, or the fact that someway, somehow, I just never heard of it before. I used to be able to blame it on being out of the country, but not so much anymore.
I might not be a coffisseur on the level of this fine blog but I do enjoy a good cuppa, on occasion.
Boggles. My. Mind.
Boggles.
Further investigation suggests that this might not be a cruel joke. Sacrilegious for those that consider coffee nectar of the gods, but no joke.
Holy crap.
No, really.
Ok, ok, maybe a few more times for the wimmens part of the equation...
Every once in a while, something comes along that just blows my little mind. I am at a loss to decide if it is something that flips my lid by the mere fact of its existence, or the fact that someway, somehow, I just never heard of it before. I used to be able to blame it on being out of the country, but not so much anymore.
I might not be a coffisseur on the level of this fine blog but I do enjoy a good cuppa, on occasion.
Boggles. My. Mind.
Boggles.
Further investigation suggests that this might not be a cruel joke. Sacrilegious for those that consider coffee nectar of the gods, but no joke.
Holy crap.
No, really.
4 comments:
I love a good cup of coffee, but nearly as much as them!
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I saw people on TV out in the woods gathering the "processed coffee beans out of the civet poop.
The stuff is a delicacy and sells for an arm and a leg.
I guess people still can't tell s**t from shynola.
Cat Crap Coffee...
I'd heard of this a good while back- thanks so much for reminding me of it Murphy. :-P I think I'll now go pour out my cup of coffee. It's not the catsh*t variety...but still.
How the hell did you track down my alter Ego blog?? When I write, I just pretend that I'm a democratic presidential wannabe... ha!!
Semper Fi,
Taco
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