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Fair trade coffee. Must it suck?

The answer is no. We're pleased enough with the Ethiopian Yirgacheffe from The Righteous Bean. We are, however, less pleased with another brand we tried today. Mocha Java should have flavor, no? Oz even tried melting a piece of Belgian chocolate into his cup, to the betterment of neither. Although it was interesting to see how it melted, the chocolate deserved a better fate. The coffee is going to Oz's house, where it will be left in the path of his son and the son's female companion who haven't got quite the sophisticated palates that Oz and I do. There was plenty of caffeine, though, so I'm going to be up for a while.

You'd think that with all this stimulation I could come up with more to write about, but you'd be wrong. Blah, blah. What else happened today? The side rail of the bed broke and fell off while Oz was in bed. Very dramatic. One of the finials popped off its post and was thrown across the room. This was not a big surprise, for me, anyway. (Oz might say something else, like "Help!") The bed had been telegraphing its intent via the steadily increasing torque on the head and foot boards. It's a four-poster and while the posts on the right side were mostly vertical (| |), the posts on the left side were not (/ \). Our errands today included a trip to the hardware store for assorted adhesives, brass screws, and fittings to be used for repairs. We also bought cat food and coffee (see above). At the cat food store, we paused to look at the hamsters running in their little wheels. Two Chinese Dwarf Hamsters were trying to run in the same small wheel at the same time, alternately falling out and hopping back in. The wheel kept on turning. That's, like, metaphorical or something.