bumming advice (or ciggies)

I know, I know, I have yet to post on New York. I've just been busy. I'll get to it. I went to get coffee from Coffee to the People this morning because the pot that I made tasted like a sailors boot, but before I walked in a homeless "friend" said to me that today was, "Another wonderful day, another wonderful day." Perhaps he was crazy, who knows. But that really doesn't matter. I think what he said is more important.

As you know I'm no stranger to the negative side of things (I'm getting a lot better), so hearing things like that often stick with me. I've been complaining since 3:30 this morning when the thoughtless losers upstairs begain blasting music. I've already complained about my first pot of coffee and I managed to become insanely annoyed by myspace (I don't even know why I deal with that thing when all it does is piss me off). So all that to say this, on that quiet corner of Haight and Masonic it was nice to hear that homeless man say something positive. It is another wonderful day. I watched a guy get hit by a car in that same intersection two days ago, so I should start appreciating each moment a little more. I'm going to start by saying how yummy my Coffee to the People light roast is tasting, right this second.