Duh

I always find it comical when someone smashes their face up against a coffee shop window to gauge space and ambiance.

Uhhh, those of us inside can see you. It is one of those window things, not a one-way mirror.

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Feelings

So I broke an ice cream scoop the other day, and I’m not sure if I should feel proud, pissed, or ashamed that I couldn’t wait an extra five minutes for the ice cream to melt a little before diving in.

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Mike the craft man

Here’s Mike the Engineer getting his craft on.

I loved his zeal, but he sure did ask a lot of questions about exact measurements.

Mike working hard at making flowers.

Mike working hard at making flowers.

Mike sad that I told him his big flower was way too big.

Mike sad that I told him his big flower was way too big.

The finished product.

The finished product.

 

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Question

So you’re in a crowded coffee shop, the barista is racing around behind the bar, and when your drink comes up, you find a small, thin, black hair in your latte … What do you do?

Send it back or suck it up?

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Books and birds

Last night Mike blocked my hand when I tried to poke him in the rib cage and said, “I can read you like a hawk.”

I don’t know if he was bragging or if that was a back-handed compliment toward whoever taught him to read.

Thanks to contemplicity on Flickr for the pic!

Thanks to contemplicity on Flickr for the pic!

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