I was told recently by a friend that if I had a blog, he would read it. I have very loosely kept a journal with doodles and thoughts for a couple of years. I thought that this blog could maybe become some extension of that.
I am Scotty, and this is my blog.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
I am an addict.
There are some mornings where the entirety of my body and soul desires no more than a hot steaming mug of coffee.
Preferably a dark roast.
With cup in hand, I find myself whispering sweet nothings to it.
"Darlin' you smellin' good."
"Sweet thang, where you been all my life?"
"So dark, so rich, so smooth- Baby I'm in love with you."
Standing barefoot in my dark blue robe, I do my best Barry White "Ooooh, yeah."