OK, what happened? I used to be a “I don’t drink coffee” person, but something broke recently, and the addiction’s on. Read on to see how I manage it.
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Tag Archives: Food & Drink
© 2009 Me. All rights reserved.
Let’s Go Giants!
Drove up with my friend Hannah to see the Giants’ Opening Day Game in San Francisco at 3Com…PacBell…AT&T Park. Forecast was heavy rain, thundershowers, and hail. All we noticed were ballpark sausages, garlic fries, and home runs. Go Giants!
Post Office Walk & Lunch at Scrambl’z
Neither rain, nor sleet, nor dead of night.. nor any of those, really. Walked 2.5 miles to the “Robertsville” post office to drop off our tax forms. I used the self-service counter to avoid the line only to be stuck … Continue reading
Westfield Walking With Wife
Walked down to the Westfield Shoppingtown Oakridge today. It’s a little over 2 miles each way, and we averaged about 3.3 mph.The outbound heart rate was about 119 bpm and the inbound lap had my average heart rate around 129 … Continue reading
Walking to Scrambl’z
Walked out with Julie today for lunch. It’s a great day outside! The restaurant we ate at is Scrambl’z on Almaden. It took over the building that was a Baker’s Square. While Julie misses the Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup pie, … Continue reading
The Most Important Meal?
Breakfast is supposedly the most important meal of the day, but I’ve found it is the least consistent meal. Sometimes it’s a sit down meal, sometimes it’s a piece of fruit, sometimes it doesn’t happen at all. Let’s look at … Continue reading
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An Auspicious Start
I haven’t boarded yet and I’ve had a lot of good stuff: Was dropped off at the airport by Julie’s door-to-door sexy shuttle service. Smiled at the TSA official at the first class security line who let me cut. Woke … Continue reading
Next Time, Take the Plane (Or the T, or the Duck!)
This week was another exercise in public transport. I went to Boston on Sunday through Thursday for work. Boston’s a fine place to visit. My sister, Susan, graduated from M.I.T. so I had actually been to Boston once before, but … Continue reading