The passing of a giant.
Today, at 8:13, my beloved Mr. Coffee passed away. He'd lived a good life, brewing first coffee and then tea throughout his three years of life, and never once complained. Yet as the last few weeks passed he'd become morose, grumbling, sputtering, and no amount of vinegar or coaxing could restore him to his former self. Jess and I are desolate without him; without tea our lives are meaningless, and by extension, without Mr. Coffee, barren and unfulfilled.
We will be receiving visitors from 1-2pm this afternoon. Condolences are appreciated.
RIP Mr. Coffee 2007-2010.