Coffee.

Since returning to my old job, I've also returned to an old addiction - coffee. It's particularly tempting when the company provides a nifty little machine like this one that grinds you a fresh cup of coffee in 45 seconds.

Sure, it's Starbucks coffee and Starbucks is inherently evil, but as I like to say... free has an appeal all its own.

I worry that I've become hooked on the caffeine again. I'm back to a full mug of coffee a day, which I realize isn't all that extreme in the spectrum of caffeine addiction, but I like to think that I can function just fine without it. Lately, I'm not so sure.

Startin' off with a "bang"

Today is day one of NaBloPoMo, and I've got two quick topics I'd like to lay down on y'all. First is this odd dream I had last night where I was trying to find Harry Belafonte under a freeway overpass. I think it was the 405. I never found him, but at one point in the middle of the dream I jammed my thumb while looking for him under a small rock. Here's the odd part: I woke up this morning with a sore thumb. Hmm.

Secondly, I just learned of the existence of the interrobang, which is a combination of an exclamation point (a.k.a. bang) and a question mark. Where has this thing been hiding all my life? I don't think punctuation can possibly get any cooler than this:

WTF‽

Oh yes. That is nice.