Hanging out at internet cafes
Hanging out at internet cafes is so pleasant. I’m at Cafe Quetzal at Polk and Sutter drinking an eggnog latte. It’s prettier than my house and with better windows; muted colors of yellow, orange, jungley giant houseplants, and mellow jazz. The quiet busy people around me could be reading this blog right now at this very moment! Muahahaha!
Ah, the hard life of a flaneur.
Pretty soon I’ll head over to Cafe Royale for the BlogHer holiday party. I’m ready and primed for action, wearing my friend Squid‘s “No one cares about your blog” tshirt.
