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Numerous mentions of the legendary Java Cow had been made to me, but I had never been at the Man at Java Cow's arrival. On Sunday he got there predawn. Numerous folks were waiting, coffee mugs in hand. I was without a mug, but I wasn't the only one. One huge hulk of a java junkie, who knew not of Java Cow's fame, was not about to go away and find a mug, thereby risking coming back to a depleted thermos. He knew how to handle the situation however.
Hat in hand, he walked over to Java Cow and recieved the blessed drink in his old, salty, sweaty, dusty, and not to mention leaky, felt hat. I don't think I've ever seen somebody enjoy coffee more. Somebody said "There's a Kodak moment"! |
