Sitting in my neighborhood Starbucks this morning. The seat I chose is a good one for three reasons.
1. I can see out the windows.
2. My back is to the wall, lower chances of attack from behind.
3. Close enough to the counter to casually hear conversations.
Well, I was sitting here sipping my vanilla latte when I heard the barista ask a lady if her husband was the one in a band. She said no, but that her best friends husband is in Queensryche! You would have to go back a couple months to know that this was one of my favorite bands in college. The dude lives right by me.
Now that is cool.
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