Cafes

Adventures in Caffeine Land.

January 14, 2004
Portrait of a New Rager at B&N

I looked at the loudmouth's hands. Smooth white fingers. No ring. Not surprising.

Posted by Joel at 08:59 PM | Read More
December 03, 2003
In A Bookstore Cafe

Perhaps you would like to try.

Posted by Joel at 09:18 PM | Read More
July 17, 2003
Overheard - For Shelley

Praise the Lord and pass the stiletto heels?

Posted by Joel at 09:10 PM | Read More
June 09, 2003
The Mad Greek

It's the only civilized place to eat at between Barstow and Nevada.

Posted by Joel at 10:31 PM | Read More
May 07, 2003
Halo Lights

They glow off the maroon streaks in the hair of a girl with dark brown hair; they glow off the tall barriste with short monkey hair, big ears, acne on his chin, and an annoying silver ring in his lip.

Posted by Joel at 10:06 PM | Read More
February 26, 2003
Restaurant Help

Sometimes, I think, I am the only voice of kindness in their evening. That's sad.

Posted by Joel at 02:16 PM | Read More
September 05, 2002
Iced Coffee

....a bit of thick decaffinated and defatted pleasure to tease the tongue and the lips.

Posted by Joel at 03:03 AM | Read More
August 01, 2002
Tully's Again

....what am I to do if they start bringing me their poetry for me to read and critique?

Posted by Joel at 08:51 PM | Read More
July 31, 2002
Fixing Things

I intend to extract one of two types of writer's revenges....

Posted by Joel at 08:17 PM | Read More
July 30, 2002
A fit of pique

No one said goodbye.

Posted by Joel at 05:49 PM | Read More
July 22, 2002
Tully's Coffee Shop

Today she walked up to the window that opens next to the rattan chairs I've used the last few times I came here. Then she stopped when I looked up and sputtered "How's it going?" before she ran back behind the counter and hid on the side beside the cash register.

Posted by Joel at 04:36 PM | Read More
July 09, 2002
Flight from Heat and Unsaid Advice to the Young

Before the sun can turn my condo into a broiler, I get in my truck and glide down the hill to Tully's, to spend my afternoon writing to old Sixties and Seventies tunes.

Posted by Joel at 04:48 PM | Read More
June 23, 2002
They Who Serve

It never seemed to me particularly wise to push oneself to a point near death and then neglecting one's obligations to others.

Posted by Joel at 06:45 PM | Read More