Coffee Log, Day 192


Coffee: Sumatra Medium-Dark Roast, Trader Joe’s

An afternoon thunderstorm chased summer away. It was cool for a second, porch weather. I sat on the outside. The water went sideways, some got on me. Trees looked like port authority waving in ships; the gutters spewed like ballast water.

I tried to read a book, Ali Smith’s Autumn. Couldn’t get into it. It’s cheeky. It’s playful. The writing is impressive but in a self-aware way that turns me off. I put the book down and tried writing. I had a yellow legal pad and cheap pen. My father would scrawl notes on endless reams of yellow paper at his law practice. They’d take on their own lives. Late afternoons, playing in office corners while my parents finished work, I’d fence with envelope openers and follow the legal pad fairies into this or that crevice. I tried writing, but nothing came to me today.

Neighbors threw a party in the rain. I heard their umbrellas: ‘pat-pat-pat!’ They brought their kids and camped the gazebo. Kids played in puddles, pink and blue bathing suits. It was nice and busy. Their sounds went well with the storm.

It’s late now. The storm’s gone. I’m full of good food. I’ve had a few beers. Night sticks to me like a messy spiderweb.

Currently Reading: Autumn, Ali Smith

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“A little self-knowledge is a dangerous thing.” – Malcolm Lowry, Under the Volcano


Coffee Log, Day 177


Coffee: Cafe Pajaro, Extra Dark Roast, Trader Joe’s Brand

I watched a Twitch stream put on by the #1 ranked Elder Scrolls Legends player, recorded this afternoon. Elder Scrolls Legends is a competitive digital card game.

#1 was a young man in a nice chair in a white room. He was calm. He won some games then he lost one. He was less calm. #1’s opponent got good cards. He played them better. A few minutes and it was over.

I’m not one to watch ESL streams but tonight was special. I sat on the carpet, R (my roommate) sat in the chair. A couple plays later #1 was done. As it turns out, his opponent – for both of his two losses – was R.

It’s nice to know a celebrity. Strange to know that in 2018 you can be famous for five seconds before everyone forgets about you. Well, everyone except your friends.

There’s joy in a good game. These days, juggling work and writing, red-eyed aspirations, it’s easy to feel guilty about picking up a controller. But there’s joy in a good game, simple pride in a good competition. We’re cubs in a jungle wrestling with each other; something just as savage but less brutal than what you see on the news.

Congrats, buddy. Thanks for reminding me how important it is to sit down some days to play.

Currently Reading: LaRose, Louise Erdrich

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“Life is more fun if you play games.” – Roald Dahl