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"Where have you gone Joe DiMaggio, our nation turns its lonely eyes to you..."


So, I occasionally check out the tea tag (mostly looking for odd stuff), and along with neat images of tea cups and teapots, it seems the cool thing for the kids to do is take a picture of your canned ice tea and post it. I'm not sure why, but it's mostly Arizona brand, with captions like mmm, yum, my favorite etc. The next most common thing is a photo of a miniskirted lap, with hands holding a cuppa. Or a tea pot on a stack of books.

And what is it with tea imagery being labelled hipster and vintage? Last I knew, it wasn't exclusively those things.

"What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson, Joltin' Joe has left and gone away..."

Anyway. I picked this up at the 99¢ Only store while waiting for the bus. While this is still an Arizona can, I think Joe must be sad to wind up on the shelf there; he certainly looks it. Doesn't bode well. Arnold Palmer on the same can is going great guns, while poor Joe is shelved among the off-import coconut juice and the relabeled Monster coffee/energy drinks originally intended for sale in Korea.

Kind of reminded me of the coffee Coke they test marketed around here a few years ago. Coffee, but carbonated and sweet, with a tart undertone which I didn’t care for, like old burned gas station coffee. Not a big black coffee drinker anyway, so not for me. Sorry, Joe.

Not his first association with coffee - he used to plug Mr. Coffee machines when I was a kid and drip coffee machines were a new thing.
senoritafish: (vendetta's slug)
Just doodled because I was going to try to replace the battery in my iPod, but Gareth was in the middle of a game so I couldn't look up the directions... and I hadn't done anything for N/C month at [livejournal.com profile] brutalbusiness yet...


Title: Coffee & Tea
Artist(s):
[livejournal.com profile] senoritafish
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Nathan/Charles
Rating: G
Warning(s): Might keep you awake
Disclaimer: Not mine
Artist Notes: I asked someone what Nathan and Charles should be doing, and that person told me "Drinking coffee and talking about movies." Specifically District 9. Originally I was thinking just the mugs and their hands, gesticulating. Then I remembered I can't draw hands worth shit. And I still haven't seen District 9.



coffee & tea



Actually, I think Charles's preference for tea, if he were in the mood for it at all, would be the whole ritual with a kettle, a Yi Xing teapot and loose tea, something like Lapsang Soochong. But Nathan gets too impatient for all that and just wants the already-made Duncan Hills from the big urn in the corner of the kitchen, so Charles has to rely on method #2 here for his cuppa.

Up way too late because I just agonize too much about hitting that post button.

ETA: I was just reminded, that Nathan does drink tea in ep. #32 The Revengers, (aka Sickklok). He has a cold, and has a rather lovely red and black teapot sitting in front of him during the band meeting, with one of those little bear-shaped honey bottles. I want that teapot.
senoritafish: (vendetta's slug)
Just doodled because I was going to try to replace the battery in my iPod, but Gareth was in the middle of a game so I couldn't look up the directions... and I hadn't done anything for N/C month at [livejournal.com profile] brutalbusiness yet...


Title: Coffee & Tea
Artist(s):
[livejournal.com profile] senoritafish
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Nathan/Charles
Rating: G
Warning(s): Might keep you awake
Disclaimer: Not mine
Artist Notes: I asked someone what Nathan and Charles should be doing, and that person told me "Drinking coffee and talking about movies." Specifically District 9. Originally I was thinking just the mugs and their hands, gesticulating. Then I remembered I can't draw hands worth shit. And I still haven't seen District 9.



coffee & tea



Actually, I think Charles's preference for tea, if he were in the mood for it at all, would be the whole ritual with a kettle, a Yi Xing teapot and loose tea, something like Lapsang Soochong. But Nathan gets too impatient for all that and just wants the already-made Duncan Hills from the big urn in the corner of the kitchen, so Charles has to rely on method #2 here for his cuppa.

Up way too late because I just agonize too much about hitting that post button.

ETA: I was just reminded, that Nathan does drink tea in ep. #32 The Revengers, (aka Sickklok). He has a cold, and has a rather lovely red and black teapot sitting in front of him during the band meeting, with one of those little bear-shaped honey bottles. I want that teapot.
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A mug from the breakroom I borrowed. A cuppa's main purpose in this office is to get my hands warm...
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PICT2567

A mug from the breakroom I borrowed. A cuppa's main purpose in this office is to get my hands warm...
senoritafish: (Ignore me!!!)
Quote of the Day 1

The little cardboard sleeve on my half-drunk* cup of Starbuck's has slipped down, finally allowing me to read the quote plastered on the side of it.  Some of these make me laugh, some make me go "hmmm" and some make me raise my eyebrows.  

This one says "Children are born with such a sense of fairness that they will accept no less than equal treatment for all.  I know - I have three."

 Huh.  I also have three.  I would like to know she acquired these mutants - because mine (and most others I have met and know of ) came out completely selfish with only their own interests at heart - at least until their awareness expanded outside themselves.  That's what babies do, and how they survive - they're tiny balls of "MeMeMeMe!" - but we put up with it because (we tell ourselves desperately in the wee hours of the morning, when they WILL NOT STOP CRYING) we wanted them and we know (at least deep down, eventually), this will pass. 

 My youngest, being the only girl, seems to know instinctively how to outmaneuver her older brothers, and get one more cookie or another piece of junk for herself.  She's also pretty good at commandeering the remote.  If I hear her brothers screech or yell when I'm busy in another room, it's usually because of her.  She has also almost completely appropriated the Lazy Boy in the living room, and has to be told to let someone else sit there.  That being said, they all are fairly concerned when someone gets hurt and everyone wants to be sure everyone else is all right.  Innate fairness, though?  Give me a break.  Has this parent ever spent any time at the neighborhood playground?  While most kids are not resistant to it, it often has to be prompted.

In any case, anyone can submit these bits of pithy goodness (or tripe, depending on your point of view). My spouse submitted "I used to think to that sitting around with my friends talking was having a good time.  And then someone brought coffee."

I told him he should've submitted what he said was his first, although ethically flawed,  business model - "I need to find something that I can buy for a dime, sell for a dollar and is habit-forming."

 He didn't think Starbucks was going to buy either of those.  Or put them on a cup.

Want to respond to a cup you’ve seen, or offer up a quote of your own? Go here.

~~~~~
*There's an interesting mental picture - a little paper container hiccuping and attempting not to stagger down the sidewalk.

senoritafish: (Ignore me!!!)
Quote of the Day 1

The little cardboard sleeve on my half-drunk* cup of Starbuck's has slipped down, finally allowing me to read the quote plastered on the side of it.  Some of these make me laugh, some make me go "hmmm" and some make me raise my eyebrows.  

This one says "Children are born with such a sense of fairness that they will accept no less than equal treatment for all.  I know - I have three."

 Huh.  I also have three.  I would like to know she acquired these mutants - because mine (and most others I have met and know of ) came out completely selfish with only their own interests at heart - at least until their awareness expanded outside themselves.  That's what babies do, and how they survive - they're tiny balls of "MeMeMeMe!" - but we put up with it because (we tell ourselves desperately in the wee hours of the morning, when they WILL NOT STOP CRYING) we wanted them and we know (at least deep down, eventually), this will pass. 

 My youngest, being the only girl, seems to know instinctively how to outmaneuver her older brothers, and get one more cookie or another piece of junk for herself.  She's also pretty good at commandeering the remote.  If I hear her brothers screech or yell when I'm busy in another room, it's usually because of her.  She has also almost completely appropriated the Lazy Boy in the living room, and has to be told to let someone else sit there.  That being said, they all are fairly concerned when someone gets hurt and everyone wants to be sure everyone else is all right.  Innate fairness, though?  Give me a break.  Has this parent ever spent any time at the neighborhood playground?  While most kids are not resistant to it, it often has to be prompted.

In any case, anyone can submit these bits of pithy goodness (or tripe, depending on your point of view). My spouse submitted "I used to think to that sitting around with my friends talking was having a good time.  And then someone brought coffee."

I told him he should've submitted what he said was his first, although ethically flawed,  business model - "I need to find something that I can buy for a dime, sell for a dollar and is habit-forming."

 He didn't think Starbucks was going to buy either of those.  Or put them on a cup.

Want to respond to a cup you’ve seen, or offer up a quote of your own? Go here.

~~~~~
*There's an interesting mental picture - a little paper container hiccuping and attempting not to stagger down the sidewalk.

senoritafish: (dreams on a 'chovie can)
cowboy coffee

The coffee in the breakroom (which is not free, btw, all of us partakers donate about $4-5 a month to the coffee/utensil fund) has been so disgustingly weak lately, I thought this morning I would try just making my own cowboy coffee - there's one of those hot water taps that's fine for making tea or ramen, so should be hot enough.

I have fond memories of when I was a fisheries observer on a Polish trawler for two months - they made the best coffee, but it was always a cup at a time. They would grind the beans to a powder, spoon a couple of tablespoons into one of those Russian-type coffee/tea glasses - a thin glass tumbler in a decorative metal holder with a handle. Then they would pour boiling water over the ground coffee (there were pitchers of filtered water and electric ceramic kettles in every cabin, because the water produced by the watermaker wasn't quite fit to drink), stir it up, and let it sit for a couple of minutes to brew. After the grounds had settled to the bottom, they would add milk, stir it up and let it settle again. Then it was ready to drink. You had to leave the last sip or two in the glass to avoid the grounds in the bottom, but it was some of the best coffee I've ever had, on that boat.

It always seemed a bit incongrous to see fishermen drinking out of these delicate looking glasses on the bridge of working fishing boat, although I mostly only saw the officers, and they rarely ventured onto the fishing deck or into the factory where the rest of the crew worked. This "boat" was also probably big enough to be classed as a ship; it was over 200 feet long and had a crew of hmm, 50? 75? I'm shocked to think this was 20 years ago(!), and the details are a bit fuzzy.

*Sip* - well, my version is not nearly as good, especially coming from coffee out of a can. The grounds don't settle as nicely to the bottom and some inevitiably get stuck in my teeth, but it's better than what's in the pot.
senoritafish: (dreams on a 'chovie can)
cowboy coffee

The coffee in the breakroom (which is not free, btw, all of us partakers donate about $4-5 a month to the coffee/utensil fund) has been so disgustingly weak lately, I thought this morning I would try just making my own cowboy coffee - there's one of those hot water taps that's fine for making tea or ramen, so should be hot enough.

I have fond memories of when I was a fisheries observer on a Polish trawler for two months - they made the best coffee, but it was always a cup at a time. They would grind the beans to a powder, spoon a couple of tablespoons into one of those Russian-type coffee/tea glasses - a thin glass tumbler in a decorative metal holder with a handle. Then they would pour boiling water over the ground coffee (there were pitchers of filtered water and electric ceramic kettles in every cabin, because the water produced by the watermaker wasn't quite fit to drink), stir it up, and let it sit for a couple of minutes to brew. After the grounds had settled to the bottom, they would add milk, stir it up and let it settle again. Then it was ready to drink. You had to leave the last sip or two in the glass to avoid the grounds in the bottom, but it was some of the best coffee I've ever had, on that boat.

It always seemed a bit incongrous to see fishermen drinking out of these delicate looking glasses on the bridge of working fishing boat, although I mostly only saw the officers, and they rarely ventured onto the fishing deck or into the factory where the rest of the crew worked. This "boat" was also probably big enough to be classed as a ship; it was over 200 feet long and had a crew of hmm, 50? 75? I'm shocked to think this was 20 years ago(!), and the details are a bit fuzzy.

*Sip* - well, my version is not nearly as good, especially coming from coffee out of a can. The grounds don't settle as nicely to the bottom and some inevitiably get stuck in my teeth, but it's better than what's in the pot.
senoritafish: (dreams on a 'chovie can)
I came in yesterday morning and found two Lego game sets and a couple of small Dragonball Z posters on my desk chair. Apparently, DP's son is totally over DBZ; he was cleaning his room and DP came in and found the posters in the trash. She told me she kind of got verklempt -"You're throwing those away? *sniff sniff*" - since that was something she and her son used to enjoy together. And indeed that was one of the first things I found we had in common when I was training her to do docks - "What, another adult who's actually heard of it?!"

One of the posters is a Where's Waldo-style collage of probably all the characters (and quite a few at different points in their lives) who appear in both series (DB and DBZ), and she confided she was hoping I'd put it up in my office so she could still see it. I stuck it up in one of my only bare spaces left, behind my computer monitor and next to a California Seafood Index poster about the same size, where it won't be really obvious. The only thing about it is Vejita should be more prominent - it's definitely Goku centric.

I'll probably put the other poster up in the kid's room at home, and save the games until the holidays.

----------

In other rants, there is a sign in breakroom to the effect of "if you take the last of the coffee, please make another pot. Use 3 rounded scoops." Well, the scoops disappeared from the coffee container and was replaced with a plastic teaspoon. Now, people, I know most of you like your coffee somewhat less strong than I do, but 3 teaspoons does not 3 scoops make!!! A scoop equals 2 tablespoons! If you look at the directions, it's supposed to be a tablespoon per serving, so even the original instructions made for weak coffee. Three teaspoons in a 10 cup pot, to quote Jasmine in Baghdad Cafe, "is not coffee, is nasty brown water!"

Blecch!
senoritafish: (dreams on a 'chovie can)
I came in yesterday morning and found two Lego game sets and a couple of small Dragonball Z posters on my desk chair. Apparently, DP's son is totally over DBZ; he was cleaning his room and DP came in and found the posters in the trash. She told me she kind of got verklempt -"You're throwing those away? *sniff sniff*" - since that was something she and her son used to enjoy together. And indeed that was one of the first things I found we had in common when I was training her to do docks - "What, another adult who's actually heard of it?!"

One of the posters is a Where's Waldo-style collage of probably all the characters (and quite a few at different points in their lives) who appear in both series (DB and DBZ), and she confided she was hoping I'd put it up in my office so she could still see it. I stuck it up in one of my only bare spaces left, behind my computer monitor and next to a California Seafood Index poster about the same size, where it won't be really obvious. The only thing about it is Vejita should be more prominent - it's definitely Goku centric.

I'll probably put the other poster up in the kid's room at home, and save the games until the holidays.

----------

In other rants, there is a sign in breakroom to the effect of "if you take the last of the coffee, please make another pot. Use 3 rounded scoops." Well, the scoops disappeared from the coffee container and was replaced with a plastic teaspoon. Now, people, I know most of you like your coffee somewhat less strong than I do, but 3 teaspoons does not 3 scoops make!!! A scoop equals 2 tablespoons! If you look at the directions, it's supposed to be a tablespoon per serving, so even the original instructions made for weak coffee. Three teaspoons in a 10 cup pot, to quote Jasmine in Baghdad Cafe, "is not coffee, is nasty brown water!"

Blecch!
senoritafish: (Grrrrr!)
< minor rant >
I find it very difficult to believe that as large a company as Starbucks, with an equally large and fancy website, does not offer the option of changing your email address as part of your account profile. You can change your phone number, you can even change your street address. However, if you change your ISP and therefore your email, you have to unregister all of your cards, and create a totally new account.

Am I the only one to whom this seems ludicrous? It seems highly unlikely to me that most of their customers are going to change their phone numbers or street addresses more often than their email.

< /minor rant >
senoritafish: (Grrrrr!)
< minor rant >
I find it very difficult to believe that as large a company as Starbucks, with an equally large and fancy website, does not offer the option of changing your email address as part of your account profile. You can change your phone number, you can even change your street address. However, if you change your ISP and therefore your email, you have to unregister all of your cards, and create a totally new account.

Am I the only one to whom this seems ludicrous? It seems highly unlikely to me that most of their customers are going to change their phone numbers or street addresses more often than their email.

< /minor rant >
senoritafish: (so tired...)
Angus managed to knock over my coffee cup right onto keyboard this morning; I almost think he did it on purpose. It was tall paper cup from Starbucks with a lid on it, so it could have been a lot worse. Most of the spillage seemed to be on the top of the keys and I managed to clean it all up, but some must have gotten under. I left it to dry for awhile, and a few times it didn't want to reboot - getting stuck, and continuously beeping. I left it off the rest of the afternoon. Now it starts, but I have no enter, right arrow, or end key. Please forgive me if I don't write in paragraphs for awhile. I'm thinking if I pry off the keys, and wipe underneath them with a damp alcohol swab, it might take care of the problem. But maybe I'd better leave it for professionals...(ecch, that means money).
senoritafish: (so tired...)
Angus managed to knock over my coffee cup right onto keyboard this morning; I almost think he did it on purpose. It was tall paper cup from Starbucks with a lid on it, so it could have been a lot worse. Most of the spillage seemed to be on the top of the keys and I managed to clean it all up, but some must have gotten under. I left it to dry for awhile, and a few times it didn't want to reboot - getting stuck, and continuously beeping. I left it off the rest of the afternoon. Now it starts, but I have no enter, right arrow, or end key. Please forgive me if I don't write in paragraphs for awhile. I'm thinking if I pry off the keys, and wipe underneath them with a damp alcohol swab, it might take care of the problem. But maybe I'd better leave it for professionals...(ecch, that means money).
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Sitting here waiting for the coffee pot to finish up, noodling around checking my email and journals. Gareth woke me up about half an hour ago - "Mommy, I need something to drink, open your eyes." Nothing much new (since midnight anyway) and, figuring the coffee must be done. I blearily get down a couple of mugs, discover the powdered coffee creamer in fridge (who put it in there? not me), and wrench the pot out of the maker. John said if I bring him a cup he'll make pancakes, so I pour him a big mug. I blink at the liquid filling the cup - it's totally the wrong color. I check the basket and realize I completely forgot to put coffee in! Let's see, before I have forgotten the water, forgotten to turn the pot on, and forgetten to put the pot back in when turning it on. That last makes a bit of a mess, I can tell you. I guess I've covered all the bases now. That's what happens when you try to make coffee before you're properly awake.
senoritafish: (Default)
Sitting here waiting for the coffee pot to finish up, noodling around checking my email and journals. Gareth woke me up about half an hour ago - "Mommy, I need something to drink, open your eyes." Nothing much new (since midnight anyway) and, figuring the coffee must be done. I blearily get down a couple of mugs, discover the powdered coffee creamer in fridge (who put it in there? not me), and wrench the pot out of the maker. John said if I bring him a cup he'll make pancakes, so I pour him a big mug. I blink at the liquid filling the cup - it's totally the wrong color. I check the basket and realize I completely forgot to put coffee in! Let's see, before I have forgotten the water, forgotten to turn the pot on, and forgetten to put the pot back in when turning it on. That last makes a bit of a mess, I can tell you. I guess I've covered all the bases now. That's what happens when you try to make coffee before you're properly awake.

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