Eva Knott 8:30 a.m., Jan. 27
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Coffee & Cops
Someone sent me a photo that showed former Charger Steve Foley being held back by his mother in the court room, as the cop that shot him walked in. How funny would it have been if the bailiff then drew his gun and shot the guy? In my eyes, it would've been justified. This is a guy that has a history of charging (no pun intended) people.
And, how good a player could he have been if his mother was able to keep him held back? Although, a few Charger players testified on how great he was.
And by the way, why were they allowed to testify on how great a player he was? Did we have the bouncer testify on how he got punched by Foley once? Or any of the other cops that had run-ins with him in the past?
Don't get me wrong, this cop did a lot of stuff wrong. But, hearing that Foley got a big settlement irks me. Think about all the people that lost members of their family to a drunk driver. And, this guy had driven drunk before. And for driving drunk, and getting shot by a cop, he probably got well over $10 million dollars.
I hope he walks with a painful limp the rest of his life.
And, I hope the cop that shot him loses his job.
I can't really write any more on that case...it's just too frustrating.
Oh, I heard that 600 Starbucks franchises are closing. Now there's a surprise. I mean, maybe if they weren't located on every corner.
I remember when the girls of Starbucks appeared in Playboy. A few from the Mira Mesa location made the magazine. I never did make it in there to check them out.
The last time I was in a Starbucks, I bought a White Stripes CD. It was last Christmas, and someone had given me a gift card for $20. It was perfect. I had the opportunity of getting a CD I really wanted, or a small coffee. An easy choice.
I remember comedian Jeanine Garafallo (I'm sure I butchered the spelling of her name)...back when she was actually funny. She said that she went to bed one night and when she came down stairs they had built a Starbucks in her living room.
I remember a magazine a few years back taking a photo of a Starbucks that was built on a corner that had another Starbucks on an opposite corner across the street.
I wonder where all the wannabe writers are going to go. The ones that sit in there with their laptops, because it just wouldn't look cool to do their writing at home. They want you to see them working on their novel. They want you to ask them what they're working on, so they can say, "Well, it's a play... a bit like 'Waiting for Godot'..."
I always wanted to pour my coffee on their heads.
But it would be a waste of $20.