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Sunday, April 22, 2007

Ms. Strega's New Fave

Ms. Strega has discovered a new favorite hangout (don't worry, downtown Peets--I won't abandon you, but I'll go to the new fave if you're crowded). Lulu Carpenter's, a local coffeehouse, has put out something of a tributary in the veritable Mississippi of coffee that flows through Santa Cruz--it has a new branch in the old Octagon building next to the Santa Cruz Museum of Art. It is fabu--vaulted ceiling, interesting shape (being that it's an octagon and all), lovely dark-wood tables and comfy seats, a soupcon of plugs for computers, great coffee, nice baristas...and also purports to have wireless, though it was not working properly when Mr. Strega and I were there. However, I am sure they will remedy this soon.

My DSL is still not working. Sonic.net actually had to install a piece of equipment somewhere to correct our problem (I do not understand all its whys and wherefores, though Mr. Strega does). It is definitely not fabu, but we are plodding along, warning everyone off the phone as if in a lightning storm to use the dial-up. I am currently writing this at Coffee Cat in Scotts Valley (yet another tributary of the mighty Lulu Carpenter's). Sonic.net, as usual, has promised our DSL "tomorrow." They have been promising "tomorrow" for some time.

I took some time to relax and do nothing today except watch a couple of movies--I caught the last part of "The Godfather" and all of "The Madness of King George."
Mr. Strega fixed salmon for our lunch (no, he usually doesn't make my lunch for me, but we were having Lazy Sunday). We ate it just in time for the scene with the Godfather in his tomato patch. Those are such politically incorrect tomatoes--not only did they belong to a Mafia don (ok, a fictional one), the Godfather spends his last afternoon on earth teaching his little grandson to spray them with DDT!

So, soon Mr. Strega and I must toddle on home to the Ponderosa and put out our recycling, it being Earth Day and all (but we do this every week). Here is one Earth Day tip I learned from my dance troupe leader yesterday--she said if everyone used one less paper napkin a day, it would save over a billion trees a year. It certainly gave me pause.

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