Things are quiet. Too quiet. That's a cliche, isn't it? Is that the right word I'm looking for? It's feeling rather cliche-ish right now. I don't like it. It's really offsetting.
No new word on Chris and his coffee adventures yet, but know that as soon as he takes his next sip of coffee, I'll bring word of the results. Unless I'm not there when it happens, then we're both up the creek without a paddle. Or a canoe for that matter, or a creek. Wait... Chris would be the creek... and coffee the canoe... the paddle would be us....
Whoa.... Give me a second here.
