Here I can be seen battling my nemesis, Mothra, with my giant Ego towering over downtown Tokyo. Mothra is using his mind numbing powers to make the clock run out on me, but if I can just douse his delicate wing scales with scolding hot espresso, maybe I stand a chance for next year. Plus a little planning and some well timed practice won't hurt either. Must.... pay...attention...to....time....pick up.....pace....
ΒΆ 9/29/2006 02:17:00 PM
Charting the long road back to South Eastern Regional Barista Championship, things about Coffee and Espresso, Mushrooms and Mycophilia, and maybe even the occasional Hand Made Guitar, bloggity blog blog, ca ca ca ca......
Born in a cabbage patch, raised on a raddish farm, trained in the marshall arts, graduated like a pitcher, I cut my teeth on an Ohio Scientific Aardvak.