Coffee (or, Steve Dunleavy isn't the only drunken hack writer in town)

So I'm meeting my friend L— for coffee yesterday afternoon.

And we're talking about varied and sundry (including Jonathan Franzen's hair for some reason) sipping our Bloody Marys (me) and Jack & Coke (her).

Oh, didn't you know? Coffee = Bloody Marys and Jack & Coke now. Hard liquor in the afternoon -- it's the new coffee!

(oh, and as a side note, this is the 666th entry in this blog. Weird, huh?)