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I'm sitting here drinking my morning cup , and was thinking about life without coffee. I'm pretty sure a 1/3 of us would be ready to eat a bullet within a week, and another 1/3 would be suffering from a case of life threatening constipation. That would leave those remaining evil, low-life, non-coffee drinking devils to rule the world. Talk about a Coffee Apocalypse. I shudder at the very thought of it.
 
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I'm sitting here drinking my morning cup , and was thinking about life without coffee. I'm pretty sure a 1/3 of us would be ready to eat a bullet within a week, and another 1/3 would be suffering from life threatening constipation. That would leave those remaining evil, low-life, non-coffee drinking devils to rule the world. Talk about a Coffee Apocalypse. I shudder at the very thought of it.
Never realized it be that easy for me to take over the world!
 
I always had my suspicions about you. Something in your eyes maybe? You have exposed yourself my friend. The Juan Valdez Freedoom Fighters and the enlightened coffee drinkers of the world will not go down without a fight. Viva Juan Valdez!
 
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...thinking about life without coffee.

In order to contemplate such a thing, I would have to find some happy pills to keep away the suicidal thoughts. Easier just to drink the coffee and forget about any possibilities of such a world existing.. anywhere...

Viva Juan Valdez!

I like Juan Valdez. He and I have much in common. We both like our women tied up and thrown over the back of a donkey. We both like coffee. I think old Juan and I would get along famously. I don't think his donkey would bother me much. I live in Nebraska, where being surrounded by a bunch of jackass motherhumpers is a pretty common occurrance.
 
Juan and his donkey would never survive these temperatures.

I'll have my thermos with me tomorrow for sure.
 
For the holidays, I received a bag of Dunkin' Donuts Hazlenut Coffee. Just fired up a pot of it. I like it. Wouldn't call it gourmet coffee, but for a daily guzzler, I like it. Much better than putting that fake ass hazlenut coffee creamer crap in there. A dash of sugar, and some cocoa mix and it's quite nice.
 
I'm a big fan of Gene Hicks coffees, notably the fishing blend and signature blend. I wonder if @Tom Dunlap is familiar with them seeing his BWCA reference? They are all low acid coffees that are easy on the stomach. I use a coffee sock that my wife brought back from Costa Rica over a decade ago. It nestles nicely into my travel mug (bulbhead Red Copper, nearly impossible to tip over on a smooth surface - even a slanted one) so that I only have to hold it when it's at the top. It's getting to be in pretty rough condition as I refuse to pay $8 for a replacement that's $0.60 down there.
 
One of my local roasters really likes the technivorm mochamaster because it controls the temperature. He travels around the world, visiting his growers, and roasts amazing beans. I'm still searching for my temp control solution...
 
All that water temperature stuff led to the Ultimate Stupid... the absurd notion that you need to start with cold water in a drip coffeemaker. What started as instructions meant to avoid a liability suit if you happened to scald yourself trying to fill the machine, has turned into some of the most hilarious "discussions" about it online.
 
Well, I was an arborist after all. My first takedown, professionally, were 2 100ft cottonwoods using 500 ft. of 3/4" manila-hemp rope and 2 David Bradley's gear-driven monsters from 1952. Lincoln, Iowa. I had three fingers taped together because they were broken. 3 houses within 15ft of the bases and a trusting Mexican to untie my ends.
My last was June, 2010. I had a pathology lab, I grew my own pseudomas for systemic treatments, and began advocating for soil reviews and amendments in place of chemical treatment protocols standard in our industry.
My trees lived. Their's didn't.

I had to buy a cord of firewood for the first time in my life a month ago. It was 2-4" too long, not seasoned, and mixed sycamore/elm. I greatly miss the old days and real people.

So yeah. I can relate beyond my politique.
 
Well, I was an arborist after all. My first takedown, professionally, were 2 100ft cottonwoods using 500 ft. of 3/4" manila-hemp rope and 2 David Bradley's gear-driven monsters from 1952. Lincoln, Iowa. I had three fingers taped together because they were broken. 3 houses within 15ft of the bases and a trusting Mexican to untie my ends.
My last was June, 2010. I had a pathology lab, I grew my own pseudomas for systemic treatments, and began advocating for soil reviews and amendments in place of chemical treatment protocols standard in our industry.
My trees lived. Their's didn't.

I had to buy a cord of firewood for the first time in my life a month ago. It was 2-4" too long, not seasoned, and mixed sycamore/elm. I greatly miss the old days and real people.

So yeah. I can relate beyond my politique.

I was just messing with ya. Don't take me seriously *all* the time... :) I like your career trajectory.
 
Hey...all in good order!

Reminiscing the past is important...'lest we forget who we are, what we did/didn't do, and how to handle what's yet to come..or avoid it if necessary if we can!!

In our waning years, much time to reflect what we've done and maybe shouldn't have, or should've. Regrets? Too bad. We did and can't change that but maybe youngsters can use the experience to avoid. In my best hopes.

I've fallen only twice. The first I was a toddler, the second, I was about to retire. Go figure. I was charged to keep alive 4 live oaks growing from the graves of 2 dead presidents I had ethical/moral issues with. I saw the dead only as food sources to the majestic trees, the check signers saw it differently. In the end we all won in spite of the opposite points of view. The best outcomes to expect in our endeavors. Just like the nation today. For real estate value..or for the tree as a contributing being..adding value to the earth instead of a market commodity. Where are our priorities? In a portfolio for some, in a blessed life for others. Just being alive still, I take great stock in the ladder.

I love us all in spite of the foolishness, the destructive attributes of humanity, the greed and the horrors yet there still remains some dwindling rays of hope and beauty. For a little while yet but not much longer. I care even if I'm dead in a year or maybe ten. I have kids. They won't be doing most of what I had to. Hopefully.

Peace and fun.
 

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