6: 40am The coffee shop is closed

I know this coffee shop used to be open at 6am on Sunday. Cafe Vita is where I wrote most of She-Smoke, and on Sunday mornings I often beat the employees here.

No problem, I walked up the street to Marketime, where everybody knows my name....and the gals got a good laugh at my froggy voice, bed head, and the clothespin stuck to my jacket.

The Making of a May Day BBQ

6:21am Julie there is no coffee in the house.

6:25am She pulls out the pork butt, and seasons it with a mix of spices from her cupboard, then puts it back in the fridge.

6:35am Julie realizes speaking of herself in third person all day could get really annoying.

I head out for coffee. I am thankful to live in a city, in a neighborhood, where I can walk to a coffee shop. The morning is beautiful! Birds are singing, the sun is shining.

It's a good day for a barbecue!

Only in Seattle: Even our spiders like coffee

This morning I noticed a spider had started a web over yesterday's grounds in our coffee cone. Maybe he likes his flies caffeinated.