Well, it turns out that I’m not the only one with mad scientist tendencies around here. I stayed up late reading Saturday night and forgot to drink a cup of coffee before church. As a result, I was really sleepy during the service. (I felt like Brad must feel all the time.) We went for our usual after-church grocery shopping trip, and Lloyd had an ‘a-ha’ moment in the car.
Lloyd: What if….
Lauren: What?
Lloyd: I can’t tell you. I have to show you.
Lauren: You know I hate that. Tell me now!
Lloyd:
We got home, unpacked the groceries, and I saw that Lloyd was going to make me a cup of coffee! If you knew how inept he was in the kitchen you’d appreciate this gesture. He got the coffee maker out, scooped in some coffee, then cracked open a Pepsi.
WHAT!?!? After I freaked about about the possibility of sugar burning in the reservoir, I calmed down. (After all, that’d be a good reason to buy a new coffee maker, right?) He promised to rinse it out when he was done, so the experiment proceeded. You know the weird part? It was good. It smelled terrible – it reminded me of the video game room in the 7-11 store from my childhood – but it tasted sweet, sweet, sweet and guuuuuuuuuud.
Lloyd Sommerer. Coffee genius.