Exotic weekend in far-off Oregon

Later today I'm heading down to the high desert of Central Oregon to spend Mother's Day weekend with the family. I'm not sure why I think you care.

(Nevertheless, I need an icon for my Central Oregon trips, but what should it be? A juniper tree? A sage brush? A jut of basalt? Guess I could look through photos for something iconic.)

There are two kinds of people: coffee edition

I've just been informed by the baristas at Bulldog News that people who take cream in their coffee (e.g., me) are generally nicer than people who take their coffee black. Perhaps this is confirmation of the high-heeled fishlifter's self-perception that she is a grumpy person. Although she's always been nice to me, so I'm a little confused on this point. Perhaps it's about whether people are nice to baristas?