If you can't beat em, burn down their barns

Okay, much to my chagrin, I have to admit, as of this post, I have joined the rank of the "coffee bloggers". What i mean is that I'm blogging about coffee. while, to be perfectly honest, I have yet to read a blog, or even a ranted entry in a blog about coffee, I know they are out there. After all, you could not swing a dead cat, without hitting somebody with strong opinions about coffee. Well, you would, but it would have to be an awefully small cat, and not swung anywhere near wherever I happen to be. Let me try again. Oregon, you know neighbor of the Starbucks state. I mean Seatlle. I mean, darnit what's it called, Georgia? no...oh yeah Worshington. So, basically people near me have very strong opinions about coffee. Mine is that coffe should be strong, also that somehow, wherever I go, eventually somebody starts yammering mindlessly about coffee, or a coffe related subject, or how evil Starbucks is. (because I do know a few people who do drink coffee.) So I am assuming with that broad a biased sample, that somewhere out there, there exists several individual posted rantings, and even entire blogs devoted solely to coffee. And now I am joinging them. Why? Why not avoid the whole coffee trend, and march to my own drummer, and all that load of tarantula fodder? Because my mind is on coffee. Cause I just set up the coffee for the evening, and thought I would post on my blog before doing the few things I do before I go to bed. And well since I start my stuff off with what's on my mind, and my mind was just on coffee, I am writing in my blog about coffee. So I have jumped on the chuckwagon, and followed the trend, and have done my obligatory coffee blog. So chalk me up with the group who say, "I like my coffee just like my women. Hot, Black, and Bitter." in other words a coffee purist with a twisted sense of humor. I pretty much don't have any of those "coffee drinks" so I don't know enough about them. I brew my coffee at home, I drink it on the way to work, and at lunch (for christmas 2 years ago (is that right bug?) My very precious, and wonderful child got me a 34 ounce commuter mug.) and sometime after work. So I don't know much about storebought coffee. So just chalk this up to the anti-latte crowd. Except that, I like Irish coffee. (without the whip-cream (or with sometimes)) So I am not completely against coffee drinks. i just like to drink coffee, and don't like to pay for it. There rant over. Wow I spent a whole posting on topic. I don't think i had even one distraction. That must be a first. Wonder why I didn't get distracted. Must be because it is so short. Well. I guess I could keep typing so as to keep a pattern. But I already shattered my iconoclastic trappings by joining the coffee herd and posting a longwinded rant about why coffee and coffe culture is so impressive in one particular way, what use is there in trying to recover my past glory by backpedling and trying to force a distraction. Let the blog stand as is, a testament to history, and the power of trends. They are enough to break even the shallowest iconoclastic rebellious lone wolf into writing aobut something every other writer on the internet has mentioned. Well at least I can take comfort in being last... at least for 30 seconds until a new blog is established, which will inevitably take up the coffee debate once again. Long live serious controversy that is vital to our american lives.