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Well, here we go...My very first blog posting. Since I've never done this before (and I call myself an IT professional) I guess the fist step is to figure out what sort of things I'd like to blog about. I guess if anyone stumbles across this, they can make a suggestion or two, but for starters, I guess I can open up with coffee. I live in a suburb of the coffee capitol of the world, so let's make that a good starter and go from there. I'm not saying that will be what I continue to write about, but it'll work for now. Eventually, I'll get to talking about the horrible drivers here and some other pet peeves of mine (my wife says I complain all the time), but coffee's good. So good, I would have to try very hard to find something to complain about when it comes to java.

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