We're on the road, a lot.

After decades of 8 - 5 jobs...now it's soccer games and band concerts and art shows and book signings and birthdays and funerals.  Seems like every day...there's something to do, someplace to go.

We like coffee, a lot.

On the road...especially when we're in another time zone and awake too early...finding good coffee is a quest.  

We read in CR that MickeyDee's coffee is as good as that ubiquitous west coast coffee that we're pretty sure has something addictive way beyond caffeine in it.  Well, maybe.  If the coffee pot gets cleaned more than once a week.  And if you're not in a city where the water supply is...suspect.  

Then we read in one of those old farts' magazines that started arriving in our mailbox when we were 50 that BK was serving another one of those west coast coffees that shall go unnamed...because I'm not sure I can mention it on HR...GAWD...so many rules to consider!

So...at MickeyDee...they have 'senior coffee.'  It's really cheap.  That works for us.  'Cause we're retired.  And pensionless.

We were on the road in the wrong time zone someplace between Raton and Santa Fe...and there was a BK lit up.  We blearily ordered 'senior coffees' and headed to the window.  The nice young woman there, after wishing us 'good morning' said as she handed us our cups (mine with 3 creams), "they must be free...they're not in the computer."

Did I mention that we now get monthly checks for being old?

Could it get any stranger?