Perhaps people would say fewer pretentious things if they knew that there were bloggers in close proximity. I am in a coffee shop writing a screenplay [I know, right?!], and this guy who makes the lattes is talking about the aesthetics of the transitory, because he makes these little designs in the coffee before he serves them (which is cool, but, you know, one can always say "It's neat but you can still drink it" instead of riffing about buddhism [a kid who makes a sandcastle is quite familiar with this idea without knowing about transitory aesthetics]).
Little does coffee guy know that I am here to overhear everything he utters and am quite prepared to blogcast it all over the info superhighway. Spread the hate. Bloggers as all-seeing ears on the walls ready to expose ridiculousness in all its forms, including dukes making designs in the foam on lattes.
Update: He photographs the designs on his lattes. Talking about the humidity as it affects photos. Maybe it's just been too long since I hung out in a coffee shop[pe].
