The Man

There was a man outside my window last night. Now, I'm not an advocate of "peeping" per se, but this chap was really committing no harm. So I invited him in for a cup of coffee.

We had a good chat about telechromatics, even though he knew little about it. I gave him a good rundown and I think he thouroughly enjoyed it. He told me why he had taken to "peeping" and given the fact that I couldn't rightly disagree with him, I held no grudge. In fact, I told him that his reasons for doing it were so sublime that I was quite sure he could give it up and continue to live a good life. He agreed and shook my hand.

There really is no situation where a good hot cup of black coffee doesn't help.

The Life Code

A nice hot cup of black coffee, a smooth pal mal, and a lady by your side. It doesn't get any better.

One of Life's Biggest Questions

You make a nice pot of hot coffee in the morning. It's gone by 10:30 or maybe even sooner somedays.

So the question is, do you make another pot?

The answer is yes, yes you do. Because there is nothing like a hot cup of freshly made black coffee.

Perhaps it's a pal mal at 1 a.m. Or maybe it's a liquid lunch, Jack Daniels with Coke preferably. Whatever it is, it keeps me going.

Life is like that; it's the little things that get you through the day.

So next time you're feeling down, or if you're feeling violent, mellow out with a nice pal mal and a Jack & Coke. Civility may depend on it.

(And remember to always follow up with a nice cup of black coffee in the morning)