Hey.  You think you’re the only whiz-bang who’s reloading the mini coffee pot in your hotel room using the cup YOU JUST DRANK OUT OF?!? ‘Cause you’re not.  But enough about YOU.  Back to me. My coffee pot broke.  Not just broke, but plumed acrid, black smoke and snap, crackle, popped to death.  It was … Continue reading Pot (of coffee, that is)