Coffee.....the breakfast of champions

"[He] has chronic persistent hepatitis, which is a non-progressive form of liver inflammation. If he'd had enough to drink to blow point one on the blood-alcohol, he'd be dead right now....This is good coffee."
-Sam Seaborn

Right now, as I sit at Scooter's Coffeehouse on the Plaza, a blaze of thoughts speed through my mind. I've been thinking about the idea of accomplishments lately. As some of you may know, I am definitely a man who seeks accomplishments. By that, I mean that I'm usually looking towards the end of something, be it a task at work, the end of the day, the end of cleaning my apartment, or the end of an abrupt conversation with someone. I'm usually thinking about my endgame and exit strategies before I even walk into the room.

Now, you tell me, is that healthy? A good friend of mine quite aptly put her answer as "if you're in business, it's fantastic." And I have to agree.

But I still feel thwarting in my pursuit of accmoplishment. Take my theatrical endeavors. Ever time I get on stage or every time I'm behing the curtain, I've got my goal: the end of the show. But what fun is it being in a show or a part of a show if I'm not interested in reveling in the intensity of being in theatre? The main focus of performing arts is exactly that. It's performing. It seems like I'm shooting myself in the foot here. Let's move on.

Let's look at accomplishment in business. I'm a web designer be trade and I try my hardest to create a solid, visually impressive, realistically achieved end product. I try to do it as fast as I can for the price I'm worth, and I try to meet the client's goal of their site actually enhancing their business. So my drive to finish a project is then inherently coupled with self-determination, time-management, problem solving and the ability to buy groceries at the end of the day. (I'm kidding. I actually steal my food form beggars underneath HWY 9 by my building. Just keeping the ecological food chain goin'.)

But I think about how my drive to finish something, even in theatrical settings, helps me to make my project to be the best it can be. When I'm working backstage, or creating a slideshow, building a website, or directing a skit, it all has this drive behind it to not only finish it but finish it beyond expectations.

So, right now, as I sit at Scooter's Coffeehouse on the Plaza, my blaze of thoughts is suddenly replaced with this feeling that I've typed a lot of words in 10 minutes and I think a shot and beer would be in order. But I'm in a coffeehouse. They server coffee. Coffee at 9pm would be the death of me for the next 6 hours.

I've learned that as I get older and have more of me to cover from the elements, caffeine gets to me.

Sigh.......I'm getting old. I'm going to put my Oops I Crapped My Pants on, and I'm going to bed.