I'm at Caribou Coffee on W. Silver Spring Dr. in Glendale. Another thing that there should be a sniglet for is when the staff is cleaning the coffeehouse and you, as a customer, no longer feel welcome (mind you, the person at the counter gave me a friendly reception--he's new and undergoing training). I'm a night person, so it's tough for me to make use of the hours after 10 p.m. in Glendale. I should also specify that I don't really drink much. In any event, I stopped at my parents' to pick up a one-pound bag of Peet's House Blend that my Dad brought back for me from Arizona. I look forward to cupping it and sampling it as drip coffee in the morning.
Also, thanks to my Aunt Lynne, I have good pants on. I find that in life, it's hard to overestimate the important of good pants.
