Right now Carl is on the back porch, roasting coffee beans in his popcorn popper. In twenty minutes I expect to drink the best cup of coffee I've ever had.
Life is pretty good around here. I am constantly dumbfounded why I haven't moved to Milwaukee yet. This morning I woke up and strolled to a bookstore and picked up a copy of "Desperate Characters". That's the book we chose for the first cycle of book club. I was disappointed with the store, and really most bookstores, because the selection of graphic novels was lame. I want to pick up a copy of Watchmen, but alas.
We're listening to The Magnetic Fields' 69 Love Songs. So transcendent.


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