You can't have your coffee and drink it too!

Have you ever done anything dumb? I mean really Stupid. One of those things or times where your just like Oh my GOD I can't believe that I just did that. I feel like I should win the Darwin award, except for the fact I didn't die in the process. So see if you can find out my folly in the following set of events.

So I wake up the smorning and, you know those days where your still half or mostly asleep but have some sense of illusion that your awake-you know, eyes are open, your walking around and for the most part navigating the inside of your house without bumping into too many things...yeah that was me mere hours ago. No that wasn't the mistake, or maybe it was.

So I think to myself, I could really use a cup of coffee. Simple nuff. So off to the freezer to pull out the can of Trader Joe's French Vanilla coffee beans and pour them into the grinder, set the grinder at 8 cups and push the button to start the grinding process. Next, I plug in the coffee maker, go to the cupboard and pull a filter out of the box, put the box away and insert the coffee filter into the appropriate place in the coffee maker. Next I take the coffee pot and rinse it out and put it in the dish drainer upside down to dry. Then, I grab a bottle of water and pour it into the back of the coffee maker until the little bubble indicator on the front says that-no shows that it has reached the 8 cup mark. (the bubble indicator doesn't say anything.) and put the rest of the bottle of water away. Now, to be ready for when it's done, I fetch my usual coffee mug, and the french vanilla creamer out of the fridge, and one teaspoon to stir it with. OK! That should do it. I'm all ready now. I have successfully survived the coffee making process. And barely even realizing that I, yes I, am still not completely awake. So in comes my finger out toward the on button. Yes that one button that turns the whole shebang on and makes this fully automatic coffee maker make the coffee.

OK about five minutes and I will be enjoying my cup of Joe at the kitchen table with the curtains open to let the morning light in while nestling my nose into the funnies of today's newspaper. And with that I retreat back into the bedroom to draw the shades-I've been trying to brush up on my artwork lately, but all I had was a red ball point pen.

So didja kechit? did you see my miraculous blunder, the one piece that I left out of the equation? I'll give ya a hint: The next thing I know is that someone is calling into the kitchen to spend the next 20 minutes cleaning a serious mess, and I have to start all over and make a brand new fresh pot of coffee.

I'll tell you what. I'll send a free copy of our latest CD (Dirt Road Rendezvous) to the first person who correctly identifies my crucial mistake. Leave your response as a comment to this Blog. -Ravi