In praise of the little bean

The coffee bean that is.  I went walking in the woods yesterday.  Then I indulged in a late-evening stroll to Mountain Mist for ice cream.

Then I stayed up  late watching the returns come in from my home state of Alaska, where the tea party is flexing its muscle.

Now I’m up early (4 am early) on deadline for the 8 O’clock Hour.  And yes, without my mug of coffee none of this would be possible.

We like to say that public radio runs on your support (hint, hint).  But it would be more honest to say that we operate on your support and caffeine.