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August 1, 2009 • 10:53 am 0
begging for coffee
this morning i was positioned on the couch. time was passing. my palm centro was resting, with its battery removed, in a bowl of short-grain basmati rice. i had not yet had any coffee.
earlier, i had requested coffee, which is wrong. coffee is automatically provided with love on most days but especially on saturdays. on this day, however, the provider (i.e. my beloved) was busy cultivating her internet addiction. so, my first cup was requested and preparations did ensue.
i continued my couch positioning in earnest. no coffee appeared. i applied similisan allergy eye relief drops and waited. then i imitated our cat’s way of asking for what he wants. that is, i begin to lightly rattle the park slope food co op newsletter that was laid out on our coffee table, making a sweet yet annoying ‘thwap’ sound. it was instantly recognized as my wish for coffee.
i have drunk all of the coffee. which raises another important issue.
the two-cup bodum is inadequate for my weekend coffee-drinking needs.
Filed under: beloved, bodum, cat, coffee, cup, first cup of the day, longing, mobile phone, park slope food co op, shabbat, wish, coffee
