Month Impossible: Day Twenty-eight, Strip malls and worldwide connectedness

It is a quarter to midnight on a Wednesday night at the end of November. I’m sitting in my car, parked outside a strip mall on McKnight Road, a shopping district in the suburbs north of Pittsburgh. I’m parked here because there’s a Starbucks here. The Starbucks is closed, but that’s fine with me because …

Coffee update

I’m drinking 100% Colombian from 8 O’Clock Coffee again today. (See previous posts for background.) Have had about 2.5 cups, which amounts to about 20 oz as I use 8 oz Irish coffee mugs for my daily brew. No headache so far. The coffee tastes much the same as yesterday: It’s nothing to write home …

8 O’Clock Coffee

I drink a goodly amount of coffee — between half a pot and a full pot a day. I don’t get headaches if I miss a day, and I can drink a double espresso at night and still fall asleep. It’s a reassuring constant in my otherwise topsy-turvy days. I’m particular about coffee, prefering to …

One lump or two? Or three?

Friday was a three-coffeeshop day. I started at Cummings Candy and Coffee, not working but writing, trying to restore to memory what I’ve done so far in the writing of my novel. Cummings has terrific booths with classic wood seats and marble table-tops, and a warm small town vibe, which makes it ideal for writing …