I was up at 4 am for some karma-riffic reason, but I REFUSED to watch it from then until next week. I read some boring stuff, ate some cereal out of the box and went back to bed. When I awoke this morning, I made Special Agent wake up to the news coverage. He just luuurves the Royals. It's the Irish blood in his veins.
It would awesome if now it were over, but who are we kidding.
First comes love
Second comes marriage
Then comes Will and Kate with a baby Carriage..
And we will get to hear every hypothesis, premonition, leaked insider info and whispered detail.
The end.
Just because its snowing at the end of April today, and because I couldn't resist.....here is the crazy ranting guy who frequents the same coffee establishments that I do. Sometimes he loudly rails against the media and government on the phone and sometimes to other patrons (not me, I have a no eye contact policy with weird coffee dudes). And sadly, sometimes he rails to the poor employee who cannot escape him.
blahblahblahMEDIA?
CALLEDTHENEWS STATIONblahblahblah...
blahblahblahLIBERALAGENDA!
blahblahblahTAXES....
blahblahblahUNABOMBER.
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| Imagine the staccato ranting with this nice girl's voice saying "Oh really?" repeatedly. She deserves a raise...for not saying what I am thinking, which is "Weird Coffee Dude. Please shut up." |
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Doesn't he know those Coffee establishments are all part of the liberal agenda? I mean come on, it isn't called the Coffee Party, it's the TEA Party and I bet he isn't drinkin tea. pssshh...
Everyone should have an opinion, but not everyone should share it. Especially not ALL the time. One must pick and chose their audience and even when I agree with someone, when and where they chose to rant can be down right wrong and uncalled for. (Emphasis on the uncalled for part....)
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I too have a strict no eye contact policy under the same circumstances. Coffee shops and airplanes, please do not talk to me strange ranting man. Or do so at your own risk. Just sayin'
Although I hate coffee, I go to coffee shops all the time (I drink a lot of chai). I love the people watching. The crazies are part of the fun. One time at band camp, I mean in NYC, my girlfriend was being accosted (in a friendly way) at a Starbucks by 'Brother John' while I was in line. I got our drinks and couldn't help but enjoy the show. Instead of rushing to her rescue, I snapped a few pictures and watched as she politely tried to make him go away. It was quite amusing.
AHHHHHHHH I CANNOT HEAR ANY MORE ABOUT THE WILL AND KATE WEDDING AHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHHH AHHHHH!!!!!!
Now coffee ranter dude? He sounds amazing. More of him, please. =)
He's our Chic's & Chocolate stalker! I didn't even have to see the pic to know exactly who you were talking about. In fact at Walmart last night I was in need of assistance to locate an item and NO other wally worker in site but him. I lucked out and he kept his information to an all time low (as I walked away saying "Whew thank you, lord")! I swear he LIVES at Brother's Coffee?
Does anyone come back and read their comments to see if I reply? I never reply thinking none of you will ever be back to this post. So...if you are coming back to see if I respond...holla. I'm confused.
Miss Layered Onion, I did tonight, because I was so curious as to see what else you had to say? After I commented, I also wondered how you got away with taking his pic, and him not knowing? Or then again, maybe he did? I think it would be safe to assume he didn't or you would of got roped into some discussion about that?
Hey now, weird coffee guy is my boyfriend, stop it.
oh, I think he hit on me one time... makes me sad he is crazy and all, but that does 'splain things.
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