Importance Placed on a Coffee Cup

Everyone has one or maybe I am an exception to the rule. I place a lot of importance on a good coffee cup. It usually has meaning to me otherwise it would be just another cup. I’ve passed on a lot of promotional coffee cups because despite the businesses desire to put their name in front of me every morning, I have no connection.\

This morning in the rush for the door to get Keiran out to the bus stop, I lost an important piece of fanboy memorabilia. While holding up two coats for my daughter to pick from she excitedly flailed her arms wide. In the path of the melee was my official Highlander coffee mug full to the brim with Hills Brothers Original Blend and Cub brand French Vanilla creamer (In the interest of future sponsorship of this blog I am shamelessly making a product placement.).  She tipped it over and it splashed all over the entryway table, 2 pairs of her shoes and anything else in its path. Then, if that was not enough, before I could dive heroically to it’s rescue, that official Highlander mug rolled off the table and met with the immovable and uncaring wood flooring shattering it into bits and pieces. Now, I am thankful that Genevieve was neither burned nor hit by the shattered remains, but…with the destruction of that one piece of memorabilia I have lost my daily reminder than I was once a fanboy of the Highlander movies and series.

Before I started dating my wife I was a fan of the movies but did not start to get really into it until just around the time Robin and I started dating. Well, it was around that time anyway. For x-mas one year my parents bought me a bunch of Highlander stuff from the catalog. The tee-shirts shrunk or met their demise through overuse. The VHS tapes are probably close to dead buried back in the darkest corner of the entertainment center and are dead really only because they are VHS and not DVD. The movie jacket I had got into a fight with battery acid and never was the same. No, the only real constant reminder of my fandom was that mug.

Well, luckily I still have a bunch of other memories to drink from. Not the least of which was a mug I got from a college friend for another x-mas gift back in 1992. (Still got it Jenny!) It is amazing to think that we have things like this coffee cup all around us holding memories. Raise your coffee today and toast the demise of a good cup and the fanboy I once was.

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