Showing posts with label The Passenger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Passenger. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 10, 2024

a cuppa

 






Dear Mary-jane/anne/jo/ellen/belle/kate/lou/beth/lynn,

Do y'all have a coffee name?  A name you give when the human behind the counter says "what name shall I call?"  It's a fine thing to try on a different name in these formal situations that are calling for familiarity that has not been established.  Take it from me; because where else would you possibly turn for advice in our e-etiquette world?  That, friends, is a real lol, but you know that, my savvy internet-connected reader!

Giving a not-usual name requires close attention; if you don't listen for all the names, you might not recognize your pseudonym.  And, yes, I like that too; having to stay engaged with all the hub bub around me in line.  I really love the moment when I pick up the paper cup or bag or box, and my coffee name is written on it!  I have an otherworldly disconnect:  how can this be mine??  But, you know, everything was made for you and me!

I used Sharon for a time- not sure why; I think it was because I thought I could 'get away with it.'  Now I know, because I am wiser, that it isn't about getting away with it; it is about enjoyment.  So when you hear Annabelle called, that cortado is mine!





PS  Are you the one, the Super-Curious?  Who wants to know why Annabelle/Anabel/Annabel/Anabelle?  Because Freaky Friday.




Thursday, April 19, 2018

All of it is yours and mine.













Dear Riders,

Here is your song for the day, in one and two versions.  I adore this galloping tune and the hammering, repeated lyrics.  It's perfection.  The chords are easy, so give it whirl on your rhythm guitar.









PS 
Yes, darlings, that is David Bowie la la la la la la la la-ing.