“Can you walk down the street without a coffee?”
“Yes, but it’ll be assumed you’re looking for coffee”
“So, like, a Starbucks?”
“Sure! But if you’re seen outside a Starbucks without coffee, you must enter. If not, the jig is up.”
“What about if I bring a coffee from home?”
“All depends on the cup. A mug can be used locally, no more than a block from your home. This gives an air of wealth, especially at the park. But limit yourself to before 9am, this’ll nod to a structured routine. A no brand disposable is tricky. If you live down town with new coffee shops turning up daily, you’re fine. But if you live a little more upscale, it’ll be assumed you’ve just left your hotel. Not something to be carried to the shops and certainly not the school run. Branded is your best bet, but if you’re reusing from a few days ago make sure you aren’t spotted leaving your house. Best practice is to keep it in your car if you have one.”
“What about a thermos?”
“What the fuck is that?”

Constantly feel like an idiot trying to open the fridge from the wrong side.

If you ain’t running, you’re what sucks about America

I get the running vibe, i’m sure it happens in London, i’m just not up early enough to see.

It’s a huge contrast to what the rest of the world see America as. They’re definitely in their own bubble. The fascination of war, the domination of global markets, all seems in aid of whatever it is these people are doing. Jogging, it seems.

Walking seems a unique spectacle for anyone under 75 unless burdened by a dog, child or lack of legs. As a 24 year old, able bodied man, i’ve never felt so judged walking, like a dickhead, along the running track smoking a cigarette.

There’s more female runners than men. I’m sure there are peak times per gender, likely dependent on the time of day and subsequently how light it is outside. I’ll come back this eve and see how the ratio stands. Who knows, maybe these women feel comfortable running at night. they’d be the first globally but not something I think herd mentality can’t fix.

I picked up a coffee and banana before heading back to continue laying the foundation of Cricket and I’s soon to be strong friendship. We’re yet to touch, unless you count The Scratch.

The subway stinks. The subway is not called the tube, i’ve been told this three times now.

Police radios in the US are loud. Thin coppas run to respond to incidents, the fat ones waddle.

I want to test what’s in these edibles
This isn’t weed

Is the British government worried we’re all going to go communist? Whoever provides our food and work give us a fare wage for our time. Who’s communist party is your government under? Amazon plc.

That sucks, I got Heroku warriors.