I saw Valdimir Putin at Starbuck’s in Kailua-Kona this morning having a chat with Glenn Beck. Putin in his Izod and Beck in a T-shirt were as relaxed as two old buds tending to the bar-b-que steaks on Saturday afternoon while their wives prepared guacamole dip in the kitchen.
Both men casually watched the babes bounce up and down the three steps leading into the coffee shop entrance as they sipped hazelnut flavored lattes and discussed car insurance. I suppose big shots wrestle with the mundane just like the rest of us.
After taking a sip of his latte, Valdimir licked his top lip and commented, "For here in Kona, the coffee needs to be superior."
I wanted to tell him that when a cup of Joe is made to taste like someone crushed a cigarette butt in it, it will never taste any better. Glenn, packing the extra ten pounds TV adds, jonesed for a shot of booze.
Okay, writing at Starbuck’s isn’t going to work either, but at least I’ll find some interesting people hanging out on the deck.
Friday, April 25, 2008
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