Coffee Tour du Jour

Fitness – or not… I spend a great deal of my time surrounded by people much younger than myself, in the gym and in coffee shops. So I often lose sight of how much CrossFit has had such a positive affect on my life. Fitness is just what I do for fun. Today, after the…

  This weekend when I was at a CrossFit competition, I made a smart aleck remark regarding my weakness in a certain area. I don’t remember the specifics, but it was a lightning rod for stares and rebuke from my colleagues who are frequently on my case about “Negative Self Talk”. One coach even went…

Years ago I bought a Leo Kottke album entitled “My Father’s Face”. The title is taken from one song called “Jack Gets Up”. This song that I listened to fifteen to twenty years ago has begun to haunt me. In the song, Kottke laments the grind of daily life. He seems to be frustrated with…

I place a great deal of value on rituals. There are some things whose ways are timeless. Rituals bring with them a sense of place; a level of comfort. The frying pan in the photo is symbolic of ritual. Suzanne gave me this pan forty-three years ago. It cost over $100 in 1980. We were…

For years I used to stop by Cafe Ziba on the way to work. I’d get a Latte, a cookie or two, and a muffin; carb heaven (or hell). When Farzad sold the shop to Acton Coffee House, my behavior continued unabated. All the regular customers were there every morning, on the same schedule. We…