Pumpkin Spice Mania

The weekend is upon us–and the first day of October.

During the eighties and nineties our family took October vacations.  To do the usual stuff;  gaze at fall colors; last excursions to the beach; enjoy cooler weather before winter doldrums set in.

Halloween is nearly here, Thanksgiving will be next.  This is the season of  all things flavored with pumpkin spice.  Those who are so inclined should be in ecstasy.  I’m not changing for anybody.  I still like coffee flavored coffee.

What’s worse than pumpkin spice flavored coffee?  Christmas merchandising in September.

 

 

Saturday Java Jive: Part 3

Welcome to another of what, I hope to be many more, Saturday meetings.

“Come in, there’s plenty of room.  The overstuffed chairs by the front windows are the dog’s favorites.”

“Go ahead, take a load off.  Don’t worry, I covered them with throw blankets.”

“You’re looking well.  Have you changed your hair?  Not that I’m up on hair styles.  At my age, I’m grateful to have hair–period.”

“What’s going on in your life that’s new and exciting?”

“I know what you mean–same old, same old.”

“Sometimes I need a little extra push on Saturdays.  Would you like a refill?  Yes, it is good.  It’s our own private blend from an obscure little town.”

“Obscurity can be a good thing sometimes–don’t you think?”

“Speaking of which.  I just got a FB friend request from myself.”

The crowd went silent for a moment.  “What?”  George and Martha asked at the same time.

“Yes, someone hacked my FB account, sent out friend requests to all my existing FB friends.  It’s a scam and I’m not the only one to which this has happened.  So you all be careful.  Isn’t that ridiculous?  I don’t know why.  I suppose some of it is because of spammers.”

“By the way I turned down my own friend request.”

Who was it that said, “I’d never belong to an organization that would have me as a member?”

“Aren’t those good?  My wife made them.  The lemon ones are my favorite.  Take some home.  My waistline doesn’t need the extra strain.  Let’s do this again some time.

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Saturday Java Jive–Again

Has it been that long since our last meeting?

It’s like it’s time for school and I don’t have homework done.  Remember trying to finish homework on the school bus?

Weather is the most talked about topic of the day.  Be careful if you’re out there somewhere in the blizzard.  Stop in and have a warm cup of Joe–or hot chocolate if you prefer.

There’s plenty of time for good conversation.  The two mutts are friendly and their owner doesn’t bite.  I’ll take your coat.

My wife and I tried a new local restaurant last night and were pleasantly surprised.  The food was good, the staff attentive–a nice casual atmosphere.

I’m thankful to have a warm place to go.  Come in, there’s plenty of room.  Help yourself to the coffee and pastries.  The cups don’t match, but the coffee’s delicious.

 

 

SATURDAY JAVA JIVE

latte

Help yourself to the coffee and doughnuts.  Talk among yourselves, while I wait for inspiration.  It should happen any minute, now.  If you know any good tunes–you may share, or hum them if you don’t know the words.  Watch your step–as I step out of my comfort zone.

The first topic is about writing in the broadest sense.  Feel free to discuss writing successes, failures, struggles–writer’s block.

Songs, in particular, offer an unlimited playing field.  Song lyrics can be about anything–about advent of spring, the way a doorbell rings.  Case in point–country music.  Even if you’re not a fan–you’ll have to admit lyrics can be colorful.  “I Won’t Go Hunting With You Jake, But, I’ll Go Chasin’ Women.”  I remembered that one from childhood–eons ago.

Proper attire, is definitely, not my area of expertise, but, this caught my attention.  The state of Montana, recently, outlawed the wearing of yoga pants.  I’m not even sure what they are.  Will law enforcement officers, now, also be the “Fashion police?”  No wearing white after Labor Day?  No mixing stripes and plaids?  I can think of more egregious fashion errors.  Spandex, for example–there are quite a few people, wearing it, that shouldn’t be.

“Fifty Shades of Grey” seems to be the topic of the day.  I’ll not belabor the issue–except to say; I miss Joan Rivers.  Oh my–wouldn’t she have plenty to say?  It could go something like this.

“Honey–I’m not into the whole S-M thing; unless it’s me cracking the whip.  If hanging upside down, makes me sexier–I’m for it.”

Ozzy Osbourne, heavy metal front-man, was alleged to have bitten the heads off doves–and a bat.  He recently hired a pest control company to rid his domicile of bats.  There’s a bit of karma for you.  Maybe, he should be on the lookout for dove attacks?

OK–last call for coffee.  What did you think about all this?  I’ve got a busy Saturday planned.  Hope your weekend is a pleasant one.  We’ll have to do this again sometime.  Just coffee, we’ll talk–no big whoop.