Powder Blue

Ed accidentally spilled a cup of coffee on a white toy poodle that was tied up outside the coffee shop this morning. In a freak office accident, I rolled my chair over my jacket and the material got caught in the mechanisms of the wheel. I spent an hour of tug-of-war with the chair and went to the head of operations to free my jacket. A chair, I figured, was part of "operations." There's a full moon over the City and the fog is settled over the Bay, but the sky above is clear. Ed wouldn't tell the poodle owner that he spilled the coffee because he didn't want to be responsible for ruining the poodle or the dry cleaning bill. I think he has a crayon in his brain - powder blue.