Brazil

At home I have no food and no Internet. So here I am at the local coffee place, sitting at a little table along with other people, all on our own, typing away. It's a lot like that Terry Gilliam movie.

It's funny because you'd think that all us people getting out of our houses, we'd be talking about train bombings or commiserating about the Dodgers' collapse last night or whatever. Instead, we're all in our own worlds.

The coffee and bagel were okay for 3 bucks, I guess. I think the help is kind of rude and slow, though. Look forward to leaving hipsterville when rush hour ends and getting to the GR office.