Airport Coffee

My grandmother and I pulled an all-nighter last night, watching American Ninja Warrior and Boundless. Neither is really my grandmother’s speed, but she put up with my need to watch people who are in awesome physical shape do impossible things. It’s always fun for me to discover what I’d watch if I had access to the channels. In addition to the hard-core athlete shows, I spent two hours trying to figure out if NASA has covered up information they have about alien structures on the Moon. 🙂

Sidenote: RIP Anne and d’Artagnan. The ducks evidently died while I was away. 😦

So… I’m in the Atlanta airport, and it’s 5:46 a.m. Tucson time, and I haven’t slept at all. Thus, I bought myself a coffee. And it’s terrible. The question is, “To drink the bad coffee, or not to drink it?”


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