Sorry, Jeremiah, about my prejudice about African coffees. I admit that I don't have the most educated palate. But my past experiences with coffees from Kenya and Ethiopia is... well... too grassy, too fruity, too something-or-other. But the Rwandan you offered me was tasty and smooth.
Back to #404 to pet the cats and watch a little Merlin And The War Of The Dragons on SyFy. Streetcar to work. 10 to 11:30 - Help Remy pack pretzels. Remy is dealing with the sick dish washer. The washer says ERR #9 - 109°F. I take the 5:30 snack into the Summer Camp. 11:30 to 12 - Lunch prep for Starfish and Seahorses. 12 - Lunch break for Renee. Nap time for the 6 Starfish. Stanley already took a nap in the stroller. He goes to sleep for Renee. 1 - Cristin's lunch. Toby and Austin wake up early. It's Stanley's croopy cough that wakes them up. 2 - Up to Trailblazer & Explorers for Chastity's lunch. The kids are actually sleeping for nap time. Manav wakes up. We chat a little about Mickey Mouse and his ape sticker on his shirt.
Walk up to Capitol Hill, down B'way, over to First Hill. Down to #404. It's nice and cool in the apartment. Watch MSNBC then FX to watch Jarhead. The military is so fracked up. The Pentagon should be dismantled.
"Are you loving me with those baby blue eyes?" Yes, I am.
This scene gets to me. The oil wells are blown up. Oops! We could really use that oil... because we are nervously dependent on that oil. The Pentagon is more dependent on it than the average American. Me? I can just walk to work, for groceries, etc. I am not the average American.
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