coffee on puckle

hmm. not that exciting afterall.
it only cost me $1 so i guess that's good, but i mean, its only coffee, and doesn't really seem to validate the masses who flock to sit under umbrellas on the sidewalk to drink it.
maybe i'm just too much of a country bumpkin to comprehend this social activity. lol.

the only other thing i can comment on this situation was that the man who made my coffee was french. he reminded me of Fabrice, and made me sad a little bit.
damn that french-man.
he stole our hearts and then jumped back over the equator, never to be heard of again.