Five o’ clock a.m. comes early and us boys head to the McDonalds at Lomas and Juan Tabo in Albuquerque most every morning of the week for different reasons. Some read the newspaper, others do crosswords, some eat, most drink coffee, most tell jokes that are occasionally funny, and I catch up on travel posts whether I have done traveling or not.
Some people like to stay in bed. Others, like us hard heads, rise early, bundle up, walk into the just unlocked McDonald’s for a cup of coffee, free Wi-Fi, conversation, jokes, philosophy, political arguments, gossip.
Art and Robert are looking up the age of Martina Navratilova while John waits for an answer to his latest question. J,B, buys coffee and Claudia serves up another morning like the last. Mario and Sid will come in around six thirty.
Having coffee every morning, at the same time and place, with the same people, gives me the feeling that the world is a stable place though I know otherwise.
Claudia gets paid to be here, and, bless her heart, she puts up with us.
One main goal this early is ” to do no harm. ”
By tonight we more than likely won’t know much more than we think we already know.