Darlin --

Maybe "East Liberty" had to be renamed to "East Side". How can you have something called "Liberty" in the United States when the area has, as you put it, "black or poor people"? That fact kind of smacks in the face of a "land of opportunity and liberty" unless, of course, they CHOSE to be black or poor.

Perhaps you should have been brave and told the intertwined people to "get a room" instead of clucking your tongue. Maybe you should have given Ledcat a big smoochie and grope right there in the middle of Starbucks just to prove that you too can do "public" affection.

Starblogging may work for those actually important enough to be on the run or for those who have a miserable dial-up connection at home and can afford $5 coffee and the air of laptop sophistication somewhere public.

Just for giggles and snits, let's "do it" together next time. I'll sit with my back to the door with a gay porn website loaded up on my laptop with the sound turned up and you can cluck away and report on the reaction.

Or, we could just go shopping and bitch at people who cannot seem to exist without spending over 16 hours a day gabbing on their cell phone (because they are SO important).

Of course, I would have to don my "Bitchy McSnide" attire so that I was playing the appropriate part -- instead of my "shake my head like that little doggie in the back of grandpa's car" mode.

I thought about telling them to get a room, but I was afraid if I leaned too far forward in my comfy chair one of the sharks circling the shop might give me a push and claim my seat for themselves. Or spill my mocha. They are like vultures in there. There's no option to pee if you are solo at a Starbucks.

Let's do the gay blogging thing. I bet you'll get thrown out for looking at gay porn, but that will be more to blog about. We'll go to McNight Road.