I'm just like all of you, only more so.
@hockeymom Try being the Tom Ford of cheese instead.
On RIP HAT
And Artichoke is a place where a poor twentysomething with $40 in his pocket can, if not eat like a king, develop coronary plaques of a certain regal sheen.
You're overlooking one other important difference between coffee and almost everything else on the market: it's addictive. If you're a regular suckler at the caffeinated bean-teat, you need it in the morning or you will beat someone to death.
This fact alone means I will not get fancy coffee. I am addicted, you got me, you don't get rewards for your cleverness with undertones and your meticulous hand-chalking. If I can't go to a bodega (fucking California and it's weird laws against behind-the-counter coffee pots) I'll go to 7-11. I will not sing the praises of Philz/Blue Bottle any more than I will go track down a Zeta and tip him for his dedication to craft.
Whoa. It's not called "Verse Chorus Verse"? Does even the very fact that I don't know that mean I'm old?
Because if Vermonters are excited to receive anything, it's mock-rustic goods from New York City.
Guys, can someone please check on Matt?
And Joe MacLeod walks in, hitches up his belt, and says, "There isn't room for the both of us." Only he takes 1200 words to say it, and the belt is actually an otter or some shit.
If they make me 299 more videos, maybe I'll take the plunge and buy their album.
So wait, did Walt get off the plane? DID HE GET OFF THE PLANE?
Epigraphs are, almost by definition, commentary.