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Somebody Famous


No trip to Amarillo would be complete without a stop at a bookstore. Our Super Walmart Store in Guymon, Oklahoma, has a nice little book section, but the operative word in that description is “little.” Other than Wally World, Guymon currently offers no other options for bookworms like my wife and kids. Not being an avid reader myself until just recently, I too have always enjoyed looking through the many books and magazines available at a full-fledged bookstore. Our trip to Amarillo last week was to be no different.

Before heading back to Guymon on Wednesday night we stopped to get a Starbucks at the Barnes & Noble Bookstore and spend a few minutes looking around, knowing, full well, we would need to leave ahead of the impending winter ice storm that had been heading for the Panhandle. With soy mocha in hand, I hit the bestsellers rack.

I felt such pride when I picked up and held Unbroken, a book I had read on the Kindle such a short time ago. Thumbing though the pages of a copy I had pulled from the shelf, I read a paragraph, put the book back on the shelf, and took a step backwards. “I belong here,” I thought to myself. “I read that book. I am a reader.”

The real treat for me was when I found the book Dark Prophecy. My nephew’s wife, Angie Bare, is the photographer who took the cover photo for the book, and the man pictured on the cover is my nephew. I was in the process of reading the book on my wife’s Kindle, and had only viewed pictures of the book cover online.

Read the article on Level26.com web site about Angie Bare at http://www.level26.com/post/interview-angela-bare-photographer

This was the first time I had seen the actual dust jacket itself, live and in person. I flipped to the back of the book, where I knew I would find the credits for Angie, and ran over to show my wife. I felt as if I were a relative to somebody famous.

I guess I am.


Beaucoup Starbucks


According to Wikipedia there are over 16,858 Starbucks in 50 countries, including over 11,000 in the United States alone. No wonder it seems as if there is a Starbucks on almost every corner. But all Starbucks are NOT created equal, as I learned the past week.

I was in Amarillo, Texas, and just happened to stop in at the Starbucks on S. Soncy Road around noon. I was a little taken back by the uncleanliness on the outside of the premises as I approached, seeing coffee stains on the sidewalk leading up to the building and a dark soiled pathway on the concrete leading into the front entrance. Maybe it had been too cold to power wash the exterior. I would soon find out.

I stepped up to the counter and ordered my usual. “I’ll take a soy mocha with non-dairy whipped cream. Vinti.”

“We don’t have non-dairy whip cream,” the lady taking my order quipped.

“You’re kidding me?” I gasped without even thinking, the words popping out of my mouth like an involuntary audible reflex reaction. Regaining my faculties, I remember thinking to myself that even McDonald’s probably offers non-dairy whipped cream, but keeping my thoughts to myself, I politely passed on the whipped cream answering, “I’ll just take it plain then.”

“That’ll be $5.25”

There were only a few customers inside the S. Soncy Starbucks, but the drive-thru appeared to have a pretty steady stream of traffic, so I had to wait awhile while my drink was prepared. I passed the time by watching the other clerk as she hurriedly filled orders. Whipping up exotic coffee drinks seemed to be the last thing in the entire world she wanted to be doing. I caught her eye once and smiled, but she remained ridged and looked right past my glance.

“Vinti soy mocha, no whip cream,” she hollered out as she sat my cup down hard on the customer pickup counter, and then while turning away, almost as an afterthought, tossed an unfolded cup sleeve onto the counter next to it and walked away.

I fought with the sleeve a moment, finally getting it unfolded and slid onto the hot cup. Off I went.

Maybe it’s just me, but when I pay over $5 for a cup of coffee, I like the sleeve put on the cup for me, like they do in every other Starbucks I’ve been in before or since. Lucky for me there is another Starbucks just a few blocks from there inside a Barnes & Noble Bookstore, because I will not be going back to the S. Soncy Starbucks.

Lucky for me there are… beaucoup Starbucks.