On the Lord’s day I woke and went to Otherland’s Coffee Shop to get some grading done while sipping some much needed caffeine. Otherland's is always a place I can get some work done and run into to some friends. It is quite ironic that as my friend base ages I see them less in the bars and more in the coffee shops. My angry friends Tusky and Baruch hate coffee shops! Tusky describes them as place for cowards, who are, “… too afraid to go to bar at noon.” Baruch describes them as a place for pseudo-intellectuals. Here is my opinion. For every “Ron Paul is God” and legalize marijuana conversation I overhear at a coffee shop I hear morons who know nothing about sports at bars. In the end people are people, who cares.
The Canadian Duck Man met me for breakfast at Barksdale’s. We walked from the coffee shop because despite being December 9th it was 70 degrees outside, and humid! Barksdale’s is a great breakfast spot right off of Cooper in Midtown, Memphis. Great cup of coffee, good service, and a great biscuit, the true mark of any breakfast joint in the south.

After watching some football games I met McGoogle at the movies to watch, “No Country For Old Men” by the Coen Brothers. Wow! What a movie! The end was a bit abrupt but the stark brutality and the acting was fantastic. The movie is based on the Cormac McCarthy book of the same name. One of the interesting things I read about the movie adaptation is that the dialogue is word for word from the book. The order of events is also exactly the same. I am not a film expert but I’m pretty sure these things are very rare.
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