morning coffee: My Notebook’s Trying to Warn Me

Someone’s sending me messages after hours, I think.  Continue reading morning coffee: My Notebook’s Trying to Warn Me

morning coffee: Bill Gets a Haircut

I gave Bill a haircut today. Now he’s bigger than ever.

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morning coffee: A Third Inexplicable Leaf

Bill, my desk plant, keeps growing. He won’t stop growing. Dear God, make him stop growing. Continue reading morning coffee: A Third Inexplicable Leaf

morning coffee: What I Saw at the Top

It was a snug fit, but I managed to pull myself up from the bottom of the lunch box.  Continue reading morning coffee: What I Saw at the Top

morning coffee: What I Saw at the Bottom

“Hello,” I said. “I bet you weren’t expecting to find me here.” I wasn’t.  Continue reading morning coffee: What I Saw at the Bottom

morning coffee: The Hole at the Bottom of my Lunch Box

How much time passes at the bottom of a lunch box? Minutes? Hours? None at all?

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morning coffee: Someone’s Eating My Lunch

My lunch is gone. I didn’t eat it.

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