observations from the starbucks on gaston.

i'm here waiting for an interviewee who is already 15 minutes late.

things i've noticed:

*it's always cold inside a starbucks. lucky for me, it's lovely outside.
*even though i tell myself i won't do it this time, i always get lemon pound cake and only eat the icing part.
*bums are funny. this one here is wearing a shirt that says "freak" and chewing on what is obviously a starbucks straw. it's green. he keeps saying things in a sing-song voice from around the corner. it was scaring me for while, but now i know he's there. the latest scene: he's going up to people saying, "one quarter!" i think people here know him. this guy says, "let me check my magic wallet. oh...there's more than a quarter." and he handed him a dollar. the bum walks off, hair all floppy and long, beard down to his chest, "it's better to give than to receive" in that same, rhythmic, singing voice. he keeps looking at me. i really only have a quarter. he can have it if he wants. he walks very quietly and when he walks behind me, i'm scared he'll say something and i'll jump. i must look paranoid.
*a lot of people walk to work around here. wish i could. forty-five miles is just not really an option for such a mode of transportation, however.
*i love the diversity of people in east dallas.
*i love that there's a dog bowl with water on this deck.
*sometimes i miss college.
*i can't decide where i want to raise my baby.
*i love caramel. it's the perfect combination of salty and sweet.