Self directed rant

[Mark]

You KNOW you're tired when you go to make a pot of coffee to wake up and forget to put new coffee in the basket and end up making something about the color of iced tea because you used yesterday's grounds 

Asimov wrote "I Robot"

Today I think I could write "I Dumbass"

[Kate Beaman-Martinez]

*giggles*

*hugs*

[Socket]

Did you also do the "zombie commute"?  (you know, where you get to work and you don't have any recollection of the drive to get there)

Or those times where you're standing there waiting for the coffee to brew for a few minutes before you realize you never turned it on...

[Mark]

Did you also do the "zombie commute"?  (you know, where you get to work and you don't have any recollection of the drive to get there)

Or those times where you're standing there waiting for the coffee to brew for a few minutes before you realize you never turned it on...

Not quite that bad.  I am a bit surprised though that I didn't try to pour water out of my Brita pitcher before it was done filtering.  I HAVE done that before and then spent frantic minutes mopping water off my desk, keyboard, computer, books, etc.

[Horace]

Mark,
That is Coffee BLASPHEMY!!
Repent sinner, for defiling the beverage of heaven!!

 

[Mark]

Mark,
That is Coffee BLASPHEMY!!
Repent sinner, for defiling the beverage of heaven!!

 

I REPENT, I REPENT!  I pray to the holy bringer of Ambrosia, Saint Jaun Valdez, for forgivness so that I may not be denied the nectar of the Gods!

[Sinkuu]

oh, ignore the sycophant... he's just trying to kiss up to the higher ups.

[Mark]

oh, ignore the sycophant... he's just trying to kiss up to the higher ups.

Considering that I almost did it again today, he may have a point 

[Sinkuu]

then start changing the filter BEFORE you go to bed.

[Horace]

then start changing the filter BEFORE you go to bed.

Or after you're done drinking your coffee.

[Bulova]

Mark,
That is Coffee BLASPHEMY!!
Repent sinner, for defiling the beverage of heaven!!

 

It has been told that forgetting to change the grounds before sending the new water through the coffee-maker is blasphemy.

I say NAY! That is mere absent-mindedness and quite understandable in the fog of early morning pre-coffee achievement.

True blasphemy is *ugh* FLAVORED COFFEE!

I'm not talking varietals such as Hawaiian Kona or Colombian Supreme French Roast, since variety is the spice of life.

I'm talking namby-pamby flavors like hazlenut or french VANILLA. Truly to defile the nectar of the gods in any way other than lightener and sweetener is an abomination for which shunning is not a great enough punishment.

Except for Mocha. You know why Mocha is okay?

Because chocolate forgives many sins.

[Mack Ravensline]

Since I am allergic to coffee, I don't see what the big deal is.

[Bron Price]

Did you also do the "zombie commute"?  (you know, where you get to work and you don't have any recollection of the drive to get there)

Or those times where you're standing there waiting for the coffee to brew for a few minutes before you realize you never turned it on...

There was the time when I woke up, got dressed, went to work, took the train there, walked to the steps of my job and realized, it's Memorial Day.  (Us Guvment workers get Memorial Day off). 

[Dr. Steed]

True blasphemy is *ugh* FLAVORED COFFEE!

Thank you. You are one of those rare individuals who is aware that coffee doesn't need to be flavored. It already has a flavor. It's COFFEE FLAVORED. You know, like the ICE CREAM.

Coffee. Black. Sugar/sweetener if you want, cream/milk if you must. My idea of coffee is that it should make one wince like Clint Eastwood sipping moonshine in some western flick. If it gives you the shakes and feels like a mouthful of acid-blood from some Giger-esque monster, then good - that's what it's SUPPOSED to be like. If you don't want your central nervous system overclocked, then coffee might not be your drink - kind of like working high-steel construction might not be for you if you're acrophobic.

Espresso (tangential pet peeve: hello, Earth, there is no "x" in the word "espresso"!) is also highly worthy, assuming that it's espresso-flavored (bonus points if you follow my Suicide Espresso recipe and survive) - coffee that requires 10 atmospheres of pressure to brew must be respected. Mocha is good if done properly, as chocolate is one of the Sacred Substances - same theory as chocolate-covered coffee-beans. Irish coffee is valid, though I personally don't drink alcohol anymore. That's pretty much it, far as I'm concerned.

I also find Starshmucks guilty of heresy. You should *see* what those people do to the sacred coffee-bean, how much they charge to do it, and how they've made it nigh-impossible to get COFFEE-FLAVORED COFFEE on this planet.

One of the few nice things about Jersey - our diners are open 24/7 and most of 'em know what real coffee is.

[Horace]

My idea of coffee is that it should make one wince like Clint Eastwood sipping moonshine in some western flick. If it gives you the shakes and feels like a mouthful of acid-blood from some Giger-esque monster, then good - that's what it's SUPPOSED to be like. If you don't want your central nervous system overclocked, then coffee might not be your drink - kind of like working high-steel construction might not be for you if you're acrophobic.

I became addicted to coffee in the Corps.
While in my MOS school, we had a coffee 'club'. Every payday put in $2 (it bought much more a quarter century ago) and drink all the coffee you want.
Every month, we had a Commanding Officers meeting. Basically you go to the base theatre and the CO talks at you for a while.
The meeting was to be at 9am. Not enough time to do anything productive and still look decent for the meeting, so we had a 'study hall' day.
I was so engrossed in the things I was studying, I didnt pay attention to how much coffee I was drinking. (they told me later about 3 pots)
We arrived first at the theater for the meeting, so I was in the second row, center.
Of course I was vibrating at about 2Ghz.
After the meeting, while filing out of the theater, the CO and two MP's were waiting. CO points me out, and tells me to go with the MP's.
When the lab got done with the testing, it was explained to me that the CO saw the non-blinking, eyes bulging, white knuckled way I was vibrating in the seat and thought I was ODed on amphetamines or something.
Doctor was surprised I didnt have a stroke or destroy my kidneys.
The others regulated my coffee intake after that.

Ahh, the memories.......