the logo resembles a crowned mermaid trapped inside a boston celtics cameo. 'cause whenever i think about overpriced coffee beans, the image of a mythical, legless sea creature/monarch immediately comes to mind. the mission statement reads: "to inspire and nurture the human spirit— one person, one cup, and one neighbourhood at a time." no, really. c'est vrai. i'm talking about starbucks, in case you were still wondering. starbucks: that staple of trendy suburban neighbourhoods everywhere. seductive blends. herbal infusions. full-bodied flavours. no, really. es verdad. javaheads always seem to wear their cardboard coffee cups like a badge. and their thermal coffee mugs like an olympic medal. in my neck of the woods, the ladies that do lunch are rarely seen without a caffe latte in one hand, a blackberry bold in the other, with two ugg-adorned kids and one overseas nanny in tow. words like pretentious and ostentatious come to mind. so you really prefer the taste of a roasted seed over, say, an ice-cold bottle of diet nestea? the taste of a brewed fruit pit over, say, a tall glass of low pulp oj? yeah, whatever.
"suum cuique" - cicero
you mean it isn't about me?: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQZmCJUSC6g
p.s. and then there were 17
"hey, you just dropped an easy pop up. you have no credibility, man." - unforgiving high school ballplayer
if we could be heroes just for one day: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xdo5f_ozf6E
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