Track number seven, on disk two, of the soundtrack of my life has no lyrics or musical instruments, but it is music to my ears. It is the sweet, gentle purr of my coffee grinder taking care of business. Imagine my dismay when pressing the button on my grinder produced a horrifying silence.
Fortunately, it was just circumstances playing a cruel joke on my sleep deprived mind. I pressed the button…
Last week I experimented with Folger’s Coffee Singles. Other than the coffee tasting really bad, it was a success. So, I tracked down my coffee grinder, brewing device, left-over filters, and went shopping for beans. After a trip to the mall (we didn’t just go for beans), I was ready to begin my education, as the brew-master. First I did some research. I looked into grind quality…
I’ve decided that it’s not a good idea to take pharmaceutical grade caffeine on a regular basis. However, a single cup of merely mortal coffee isn’t doing the trick either. Enter John’s official “hair-brained scheme of the day.”
The idea goes something like this,
Pills deliver too much too quickly and a cup of joe (as brewed by my office mates) delivers too…
You are filling your coffee mug from the tap at your office, when you smell a distinct metallic odor. Do you:
a. dump out the water in your mug and seek another source;
b. stick your nose in your partially filled mug to determine if the smell is coming from the water;
c. put your mouth under the tap to see if it tastes like metal too; or,
d. pretend you never smelled anything and finish making…
After exhaustive research, experimentation, and countless case studies, I’ve concluded that longer delays rinsing your coffee mug – do not always result in increasing cleaning difficulties. There’s a point at which the graph plotting “wait time” and “cleaning effort expended” flattens out – a little something I like to call “The…
There are some circles where this is generally not true (there’s a circle around my house, for example). However, there are a few narrowly defined areas where cleaning – especially with commercially available solvents – is taboo. I’ve heard that there are families where the unwashed spaghetti sauce pot is an heirloom, passed from generation to unwashed generation. What I…
I’m always b****ing and moaning about being tired. At my optimal bedtime I usually say to myself, “I’m just going to read one more article.” Uh, yeah, sure you will. Pretty soon two hours have passed, and I’m good and f***ed.
Tomorrow I’ll no doubt be up at my normal time, engaging in my latest hobby – coffee slurping. I’m working on a wicked tough…
I got to work this morning and had some caffeine. I would tell you that I sat down and enjoyed a morning cup of joe, but I’d feel dishonest. We all know that coffee is just a delivery device for caffeine anyway, so,. After some morning “go” juice I was clipping away at a healthy pace, whistling while I worked. You walk through a state office building and see how many people are…
Alternate title: “Is this blog becoming a treatise on substance addiction?”
What’s faster than Crash Bandicoot, produces more energy than a stray match at your local propane refilling station, and is more excitable than a cat stuck in the dryer? What if you were a little anxious about going to work this morning, then you proceeded to drink two cups of coffee, two glasses of iced…
Do you know someone who has a disgusting coffee mug? Don’t we all know someone who refuses to take their mug home to wash it? Are there offices at work you are afraid to enter, for fear that you will be sucked into the dark coffee ring of oblivion? Well I think it’s high time the coffee makers of America step up and take some responsibility. They got us into this mess with their…