Hit Coffee is the story of Will Truman (trumwill), a southern transplant in the mountain west with an IT background who bides his time substitute teaching while his wife brings home the bacon. This site is a collection of reflections on the goings-on in his life and in the world around him. You will probably be relieved to know that he does not generally refer to himself in the third-person except when he's writing short bios on his web page.
Greetings from Callie, Arapaho, a red town in a red state known for growing red meat. And from Redstone, Arapaho (Aw-RAH-pah-hoe), a blue city with blue collar roots that's been feeling blue for quite some time.
Nothing written on this site should be taken as strictly true, though if the author were making it all up rest assured the main character and his life would be a lot less unremarkable.
This website is maintained by Guy Webster (web), who also contributes from time to time. Web hails from the midwest and currently lives in Truman's home city of Colosse, Delosa. He works as a utility IT person at Southern Tech University, their alma mater.
Also contributing is Sheila Tone (stone) a West Coaster, breeder, and lawyer who has probably hooked up with some loser just like you and sees through your whole pathetic little act.
The MTB classic, Can’t You See*:
I couldn’t find a good MTB recording of “Fire on the Mountain”, so here’s a pretty solid cover:
I’m not generally a fan of country songs that fixate on the old west, but I found this song riveting. It also includes a line that sin and Satan that I quote to myself frequently.
* - Absurdly, if you look up “Can’t You See” in Wikipedia, it takes you to some R&B song from the nineties as the default instead of either this version of the Greatful Dead’s.
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I think I’ve heard that one before. But I always thought they were saying “Kansas City,” not “Can’t you see.”
Comment by Brandon Berg — March 27, 2011 @ 11:49 pm
Yeah, that was a great song. Goes well with the Allman Bros.’ “Whipping Post.”
Evil femme fatales emotionally torturing helpless men–what’s not to like?
Comment by Maria — March 28, 2011 @ 3:37 pm