This morning the high plains of Texas greeted me with a balmy 19 degree Fahrenheit temperature and 24 MPH wind gusts. It made for a very pleasant walk to work this morning. We are still in-processing, so I won't bore you with the details.

I'm becoming very agitated with the coffee situation around here. The Chow Hall coffee is crap, which is to be expected, and the PX only stocks that Maxwell House garbage. I bought a can anyway because drinking it will make a suitable penance for not packing my own stock of Starbucks or Peet's. Part of me believes this weather is nothing more than the violent tantrum of an angry coffee god.

Por mi culpa...por mi culpa...