Also accurate. Apparently I'm in somewhere inbetween "Beyond Scared Straight" and "Nice Walmart". It is a pretty nice Walmart. And that other place is pretty scary. Saw some random black guy riding a unicycle down the sidewalk over there for no apparent reason once.

Pretty standard day. Unloaded around 15000 pounds of clothing from 3 trucks. Very tired and ready for food.

Apparently, I'm south of the "Highest Homicide Rate in the Nation".

Sounds about right.

Any one wanna come for a visit? I have cookies.

The Ann Arbor stuff is so weak. Literally works for any liberal college town.

I went to Hash Bash once and had more fun checking out Stairway to Heaven than any of the events going on that day. You ever been? Trophy case-worthy bongs.

Also, do you know an awesome chick named Leslie in a relationship with a dude named Paul?

http://i59.tinypic.com/2itkn4l.jpg

Seriously? Tip your barista, dudes.

I'd go ballistic on that fool.

My daughter's a barista.

My cousins a barista.

Anyone know more baristas?

At coffeehouses here they usually have a large jar on the countertop for people to leave tips for baristas. Still, I notice a lot of people leaving nothing in the jar. I think how you treat a "server" says a lot about your personality. If the “server” is behind a counter and you don’t have to have extensive time contact with them (as opposed to, say, a waiter/waitress), it’s easy for some people to just walk away and not tip.