“That’s the extent of my intoxication these days- a double mocha.”


We had already had about four cups of coffee each that day when he said that, around 3 pm.

(Jack has conquered many cunning, baffling, and powerful addictions- smoking is the last of his  socially shunned ones, but coffee also retains a powerful grip on us both.  We have no desire whatsoever to end that mutually beneficial relationship.  Who among us has no vice?)