Criminy.  Far be it from me to quote the line the secretary made in Office Space but “Someone’s got a case of the Mondays.”  The group I work with has their own coffee maker in order to avoid the swill that is served in the main lunchroom.  I’m usually the first one in so I tend to be the one making the first pot of coffee.  Normally I am as sure handed as Clint Eastwood was with his gun hand in his westerns.  Not today.  I picked up the filter but then I acquired Temporary Palsy and you can see the aftermath below.

So now I still had no coffee in my tummy and to make matters worse part of the insides of the machine were littered with coffee grounds.  This meant I had to run a “dry” batch of just water to flush things out.  As any caffeine addict knows, this is a horrid delay in getting that first buzz of the day since I basically had to brew things twice before I could sip that magic elixir that would make me forget my horrendous commute on I-285 today.

I decided to include another snapshot of Café 25 (this is what we named the designated space where the coffee is brewed, since it is Cubicle 25 on the floor plan.  After noon, it becomes Club 25).  This is what happens when middle-aged men who used to make “beer-amids” in college have a bunch of empty coffee cans.  Since drinking beer at work is somehow “frowned upon”, we now make “bean-amids”.  Here are some of the canisters we’ve been simply piling on top of each other. There are others that are out of the picture strewn about on the table too.  And yes, that is Mickey Mouse on the cans on the right.  Someone brought back coffee from Disney last year and it’s not half bad.  It’s slightly lighter than what we normally drink but it’s decent for an Arabica blend.