Heard at: Open Mike Night at Taft Street Coffee

Today, a friend and I went to open mike night. It always calms me down, the combination of coffee and poetry and music (good or bad). Here are some phrases I overheard while seated on a barstool drinking my coffee and listening:

"I don't have candles on the tables right now, I'm sorry." "WE DON'T CARE." "I don't have money for candles right now." "I'll buy you candles!"

"I'm seriously considering going home and taping shoelaces to my ceiling."

"If you use those shoelaces of life, you will climb that fucking mountain. And you won't get rocks in your shoes."

"Dear Mr. Frank Lloyd Wright, You're the sum of your parts."

"This all comes from the god of being drunk and high, more high than drunk, more drunk than you."

The glorious stage.

Sara