A real day and stuff.

Got up and made Bfast, Cranberry Almond Clusters and a Latte with the cold brewed coffee that I have just recently researched how to make. BTW, it is really good, a little smoky almost. This cold brew style of coffee is BIG in Japan and also New Orleans. It makes really delish ice coffee as well, which I had later in the day with a little Organic raw sugar, which I first melted in a little hot water. Nobody likes granules of sugar in ice coffee, yet so few places stock simple sugar syrup, except in Japan it comes in little tubs like creamer. I have noticed on hot days Peet’s will make some sugar syrup to have on hand, but it is really hit or miss and the container gets so sticky you must wash your hands soon after. Next, I did some house duties, and gave my plant a shower. This plant was smuggled into America by an ex-girlfriends grandma, in her underpants no less! I guess she figured nobody in customs would dare check the Granny Panties. She snipped the plant on a tour of an Ecuadorian rain forest after judging a World Orchid Show. Now I am sitting across from some grumpy looking dudes, all of us on the net here at Starbucks in big arm chairs, and a Hot young college girl with abnormally large breast implants and some big hoop earrings; she is highlighting like a banshee with pink & yellow. I tend to be the only one smiling, amusing myself really with a funny IM to a friend and by reading a clip from a WWII era memo on hiring women. My favorite blurb is about husky girls being more efficient and even-tempered than their underweight sisters. Which takes me back to being a plus size kid myself, and the exact moment I knew it was when my mom tried to buy me HUSKY size Sears Toughskins Jeans. Oh the horror! I forced my mom to take me to JC Penny to get my ‘switch on’ to Levis. Levis had a size #, no negative stereotyping involved at all. I wonder what genius thought of calling little boy’s jeans the Husky collection; I bet they never sold a damn thing!! I Just did some checking, seems I was not the only kid horrified by having to move to the Husky Line, Some guy writes a great article here on these wretched jeans, "And we won't even broach the horror of the "husky" Toughskin wearer... " I swear I did not even read that until after I wrote what I wrote... Well now that I am checking there are numerous 40 year old x-chubbers like myself that were traumatized by the Husky line of jeans. Not only did they say HUSKY where the little boys size said Toughskins, they had a big X on the pocket so that there was no doubt from a distance you needed some teasing on the playground.
Ciao Niao, Miguel