A Bean to Grind

Face it. We all have pet peeves. Much as we may try not, we all do.

I felt one of mine this morning. The peeve? When a new bag of coffee beans is opened and only enough beans are gound to make 1 or 2 pots.

Then comes the morning when I am told it's my turn to make the coffee. I have to rise from a comatose state, only to find I have to experience the pleasant serenade of the bean grinder.

Of course, it can't end there! I have to take control! In my stupor, I will grind every last bean in the bag before starting the first pot. I make sure to grind them extra long and with emphasis on the louder startup of the grinder's motor.

Hey, anything to help Pam get up and enjoy the day as well!

Carpool Rap

It was the late 80's. Rap was still pretty new. Niches abounded in the marketplace.

Travelling westbound I-40 in the green dartFERRARI, the Apex tandem of Baba-Lou Lausevich and yours truly toiled in daily commute without a radio. (Heck, I think the dF barely had a rear floor, which made beer cans disappear, but I digress).

It was one for these trips that Lou and I started rappin'. Lou did the sound mix (vocal of course, fitting the budget) and I did the lyrics. We became self-famous as "Two White Guys Who Can't Rap, But Try Anyway".

The return on investment is priceless. Louie and I, plus several old Apex Oil people, still talk and get together on rare occasions today. Maybe that's why I love St Louis. It is a great city of great people who never lose touch as years roll on.

Heck, I should rap about it.

Shopping for Dented Milk

In the ponderence of many questions in my head is "where to begin a blog?"

I always have stories...

Like going to buy milk at the "salvage" food store. Well, now, they don't call it salvage anymore, rather "discount". Think of Adam Sandler in Big Daddy, when he crushes the cans to save bucks. Bahr's is the closest store to my home. It's famous for damaged packaging and slightly out-of-date products... all guaranteed. So, if you don't like the expired stuff (and don't die from it), you can return it for a refund.

Anyway, Pam sent me there to buy milk, which had me thinking of this story. Rest assured, the milk is fresh, not expired or partially opened. I did buy some dog food there as well (dogs are fine too). Just don't ask about my jalapeno and Dr. Pepper lunch and we'll be fine.