On the way to the dealership I pass by my local Starbucks. Often, I stop in for a quad grande Americano. Sometimes they ask my name, sometimes they don’t. But, coffee gets me going in the morning. Random thoughts occur in the morning with coffee. Deep thoughts also occur. The below may, or may not, be both.

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