‘Coffee Time flows smoothly into Wine Time’
When I was a kid you’d see signs advertising Dr. Pepper in places like gas stations or in the drugstore (where there was a soda fountain and racks of ten-cent comic books). These signs would say “10-2-4,” and it meant that you should give yourself an energy boost at those times by quaffing a bottle of Dr. P.
Kenya dig it? Dude Man loves Dr. Pepper, but he loved Stoney even more. Too bad you can only get it in Africa
Well, around my house these days we don’t limit ourselves to sipping occasions at ten, two and four.
I’m basically drinking something all the time.
Many mornings I reach for my trusty Incest Mug. You can get the story about why it’s called that right here
I roll out of bed, go for a “health-giving walk,” then grab one of my collection of mugs. Which I fill, and fill again. And sometimes fill again again. In between refills I Accomplish Chores. (When I retired, I decided that a Healthy Structure For My Day would be to do things I have to do in the morning and things I want to do in the afternoons.)
They used to call coffee the “Think Drink,” which might explain my winning NY Times entries, for which I received several of these mugs